Tuesday 22nd May 2012

And in due course it was time to put the bread into the oven; Jools was out on a beading course, but by the time she returned, the bread was cooked and cool enough to eat and good enough to just need some butter on it. We went out into the garden eat it washed down with a nice strong cuppa. Whilst the bread was cooking, I had mown the lawn, and what a picture it looked too. Although, it does seem I had the mower on too low a setting as some of the grass has turned brown. Oh well, it’ll be OK when it rains again. At three it was time to watch the Championship Playoff game, and in the end it was West Ham that ran out winners in what was a nervous game from both sides. It would have been nice to see Blackpool back in the top flight, but it was not to be. And then we headed out to stand on the top of the cliffs at Capel to watch a steam hauled train go by, way down below us next to the sea. As I had snapped trains from just about every location roundabout, I thought this would be something different.



And so to ‘the BIG game’ the Champion’s League Final, played in Munich, it was Bayern v Chelsea, and a game that Bayern dominated, Chelsea held on until the 83rd minute when the Germans took the lead, only for Drogba to power a header in for an equaliser a couple of minutes from time. In extra time, Munich missed a penalty, which would have won them the game. But it all ended all square and it was penalties. By now it was 10:15 and I was almost asleep, but the drama woke me up some, and in the end, Chelsea ran out 4-3 winners and then the celebrations began. And so another football season ended.



Only it hasn’t; there are the League 1 and 2 playoffs next weekend, and on June 8th the European Championships start. And when they finish the Olympics begin, and have the novelty of seeing a GB team compete. But for now, there is no footy.

Sunday morning, Jools and I went to Waldershare to look at the wild garlic, which despite smelling like they were in their prime, many of the plants were wilted and turning brown. Still, it is always to walk somewhere so infrequently visited, and like every time we go here, we see now and different things to photograph and marvel at. With the temperatures finally warming up somewhat, nature is waiting to finally spring into life and reach for the sky and sun.



Back home for cheese and biscuits with some wine, which meant that another session on the cross-trainer was scrubbed, and in the afternoon we sat down to watch the new Sherlock Holmes film, which has the honour of being the second coolest Holmes adaptation released this year after the BBC TV series which was way cooler.



Steak and Ale pie for dinner, and then some more photographic based stuff in the evening before the weekend came to an end, and it was time for bed.