Back to an Ashes breakfast to begin Boxing Day.
With a hangover as well.
Ouch.
BLOODY ouch.
So @jimmy9, what can you possibly say to a bowler whose first Test wicket is overturned because of a no-ball?#BBCCricket #Ashes pic.twitter.com/heQnuC93JP
— Test Match Special (@bbctms) December 26, 2017
I felt in need of another drink after watching the toil of the England bowling attack.
Anna had other plans. A Bank Holiday bicycle ride had been declared.
OK…
We did have ambitious plans to head out all the way to Clactonia to see Wivenhoe Town away from home.
But that would have meant a probable defeat, and then the chore of having to cycle all the way back once again.
Bugger that.
And so instead a gentle roll our around the Tendring borders along some quiet Boxing Day lanes.
The road surface was still wet from the midnight storms. This wasn’t a ride to put your foot down taking tight corners.
I was surprised there to see so few other early morning riders out there. Horsey folk out-numbered cyclists.
Horses for courses, etc.
We finished the ride back in Sunny Colch. Our entry back into Britain’s Oldest Recorded took in a back route.
Neither of us had passed this way since our University days back in, ooohhhh, 27 or so years ago.
Awaiting for me outside the bicycle racks by the Castle was the D-lock that I left behind on Christmas Day.
The head buzz of Park Run meant that I cycled off on Christmas Day leaving a half decent D-lock unattended on the ground.
Twenty four hours later and it was still there waiting for me.
The remainder of Boxing Day then went downhill.
I had plans to brave the Boxing Day sales and bag a pair of black jeans, and then bugger off to the pool.
Job’s a good ‘un, etc.
Three hours later and I was still walking the means streets of CO1 in search of a suitable style.
I seem to be trapped in jean purgatory.
I’m not ready to surrender to a pair of Clarkson style 501’s; at the other end of the scale is the ridiculously skinny fit drainpipes as favoured by young men with silly beards.
I just wanted a pair of black regular fit straight jeans.
It didn’t help that I was trying on trousers and having to remove layers of lycra each time.
A scheduled 3pm work shift back at base put an end to all this nonsense.
I left Colchester jean-less.
Not for the first time, etc.
The work was as quiet as the bicycle ride.
I typed in to the modern interweb the name of my favourite pair of jeans bought four years ago.
Three clicks later and the order had been made.
I am personally KILLING the town centre, etc.
Nigel Watch followed with Burton Albion Vs DIRTY Leeds.
💬 "It was down to making mistakes, it's as simple as that."
Nigel Clough says the 2-1 defeat to Leeds United was an opportunity missed.
Verdict 👉 https://t.co/Ig42EY1SHG pic.twitter.com/uWXchMC0MC
— Burton Albion FC (@burtonalbionfc) December 26, 2017
Poor Nigel.
The pattern of work shifts, and then the Liverpool Vs Swansea closed a bit of a disappointing Boxing Day.