Freddo

Tom caught the train down to take his old man to the football; my first time at the City Ground since promotion to the Premiership and Forest repaid us by making very hard work of a draw with Burnley. Still, eighth in the table and a cracking goal scored. I didn't take any pictures, though, so I'll have to make do with this: Beck bought them from the cafe at Gedling Country Park Saturday, we ate them after parkrun and I shoved the packets in my pocket because they "might make a blip..."  And there is at least a tenuous connection to the evening's result in so far as we had one each...