... all blood guts and thunder for 90 minutes, and played almost entirely between the two penalty areas. Matthieu in the Pionsat goal had to be at his best to claw away a free header from the corner and the Cebazat keeper had to save two weak shots, but that was the sum total of the attempts on goal.
Yes, I'm back at home after all the excitement of Friday.
Firstly we had yet another "end of an era". Long-time followers of this organ will recall the white LDV that I bought in 2002 and which ran for ever once we put a new engine into it but which was defeated by rust and lack of spare parts. It's been sitting outside the apartment at "Expo" for three years since Caliburn came along and everyone was moaning about it, so someone came and took it away. A vehicle dismantler in Brussels has an LDV and he can't get spares for it either so he gave me €100 for it, which I reckoned was excellent value.
Cleaning it out discovered hordes of goodies that I had forgotten all about too as well as a full set of tools, so it was quite profitable all told.
After that I went for lunch with Mike, who is doing my old job as chair of the Open University's North European Revolutionary Army. And I had quite a laugh as on the way there I saw a billboard saying "You have won the lottery. Where will you be dining now?" Well, I had effectively won the lottery with disposing of the LDV and I was taking Mike to a fritkot. My generosity knows no bounds.
After paying all of the bills and so forth I cleaned up Expo just a little bit, loaded up Caliburn, went to IKEA and then came down here. An overnight stop at Clamecy where I froze to death in a layby (it's still perishing cold at night), shopping at Carrefour in Moulins, and crashing out for two hours on my sofa.
But it's good to be home.
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