Sunday 14 August 2011

Sunday 14th August 2011

I love weekends, but hate the wooshing sound as they fly past!

And in a blink of the eye, the weekend was all behind, and the working week stretches in front like a huge stretchy thing. We did nothing much exciting; we were going to go and buy some home brew kit, but the weather did not get good enough for the walk on Sheppy that we had planned after. So, we had a walk along the lane after dinner, and after snapping some butterflies we came back. And, I took position on the sofa to listen to the football on the radio, as the Premier League season began this weekend.

Common Blue Butterfly

Norwich got off to an OK start, drawing away at Wigan, whilst QPR got hooped (ha) at home to Bolton. And until six this evening City were in forth place due to alack of goals and wins and alphabetical order. But then Man Utd got a late winner and duped us to 5th.

Little Girl...

Today, we baked a Christmas Cake, did the garden, began brewing some beer for Christmas and visited the old folks at Jools' Dad's. And after being given some cooking apples we went blackberrying and snapped more butterflies and insects and then prepared the apples and blackberries to be cooked so we can have crumble at some point.

Molly is restricted to just indoors again after knocking her scab off and the wound being as big as it was last weekend. A trip to the vet tomorrow is now planned as she has finished her medication. Other than the open wound on her neck, she is fine and back to her bouncy self again. But the wound is not going to get better with her outside. At least we have the new cat flap and she should be unable to get out.

Common Blue

In other sports news, England lost to Wales in the final warm up game for the Rugby World Cup; not good. Although as hard as I try, egg-chasing leaves me cold, and the fact that it annoys the Welsh and Scots that most Englishmen really don't give two figs about it only makes it worth following.
Much better was the cricket team, which thrashed India by an innings and 242 runs yesterday to be the best test team in the world. Sounds good, eh? But considering there are just 8 test teams in the world. In truth, it has been a glorious two years fro England; tour victories in South Africa and Australia means we have upset more colonials than since the time of Queen Vic,so it can't all be bad.

2 comments:

forkboy said...

That's a beautiful picture of Little Girl

jelltex said...

I didn't quite capture her air of craziness, but I quite like it too.