Sunday 30th June 2024

Sunday.

With rain forecasted for most of the afternoon, there was nothing much planned.

We did lay in until half six when the water heater fired up, so got up for coffee and feed the cats.

At ten, Jools got a call from her sister to see if she wanted to go out for lunch, so Jools said yes, meaning I would stay home alone.

With the cats.

I had a shower and pottered around, wrote some blogs and listen to a podcast.

I find something to watch on the i-player, so settle down with Scully to watch a documentary on the Sutton Hoo hoard/find.

Sutton Hoo is now famous, a group of nine mounds beside the River Deben near Woodbridge, several with boat burials inside, and in the largest mound, wonderful Saxon golden treasures were pulled from the group in the weeks before the start of WWII.

It is a remarkable story, in many ways, mostly that grave robbers missed the hoard by a couple of feet in antiquity, so it was still there when the mound was excavated.

Jools arrived back, and so we settled down to watch the big game.

England v Slovakia.

England couldn't get any worse, could they?

Well, maybe not. But still not the England of three years back when England went all the way to the final playing exciting expansive football. This was altogether more passive, slow, lumpen, and came as no surprise when Slovakia took the lead.

England huffed and puffed in the second half, but never were quite at the races. Then, in the seventh minute of injury time, the ball was crossed, and Bellingham with an overhead kick, levelled.

Into 30 minutes of extra time, and within a minute, England took the lead through Kane, and that was that.

A much better game in the Evening as Spain and Georgia exchanged blows, with Spain running out 4-1 winners at the end of a much better game than England.