You would think, what with Forest and the Phoenix both winning at the weekend, and an interesting holiday in the offing, that I would be way up for it. Nope.
Got informed that the gift being sent to my sister is out of stock. Nice one, Amazon. How exactly do you suppose I resolve that little hitch now?
In addition I am still at work on one of the loveliest days of late spring/early summer. Inconsistent formatting coupled with my own procrastination have left me with an unenviable task. But with Nessie working all hours with her commitments, I feel it is the least I can do to try to keep up. I did have the weekend off after all.
The Friday night Phoenix game was an annoyance. Didn't really deserve to win (especially since I arrived after the only goal - dumbarse), but nor did the opposition. Ferrante still has a special place in my heart, even though he did actually nearly contribute a few times. His passing can be good, but so painfully limited in invention that it is a waste. Dodd and Moss must simply not be allowed to kick the ball. It makes me wince consistently.
Forest's second goal was a treat - a 30 yard chip from "ugly ginger" (Calderwood's words!) Joe (not Joel) Garner. And the celebration was positively cute. Probably not a word they wanted bandied around football, but I rather liked it.
Anyway, my stupidly complex query appears to have run, so I must away.
22 December, 2008
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