Spectating

Today, I went to watch George's football team play in the Cup Final. George's dad picked me up to 10.15 and we drove to- actually I don't know where, but somewhere near Surrey I think.
They won 2-0 and it wasn't even that boring watching because Becky was there to support Sam and we just spent the whole match chatting. George's dad kept shouting things and to be honest I had no idea what he was talking about. For example, "all day, boys!"

George's Dad: All day, boys! Easy!
Me: ???
Becky: but there's only seven minutes left.

Now George keeps calling me his wag, which is not fun. Boys are actually so annoying.

Anyway, I'm back to blipping, I don't know how long this is going to last because I am really bad at remembering to blip. We will see...