The only good thing about being woken at 5am by Dotty was that I got to test the good vibrations theory: is the annoying vibration hum coming from our house, or is it related to the traffic outside?
Or possibly an outcome of both?
With no cars until 6am, there was no vibrations. So that proves the theory that it’s an external issue. It may - or may not - then be leading to something vibrating within.
Cheers, Madam Dotty.
Album of the Day: Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
This reminds me of Van Morrison in places. It’s positioned on the threshold of punk in’76. Tom Petty could never be placed within this scene, but it did influence his future direction.
What we have here then is the Like Punk Never Happened version of Tom. It’s very twangy. The pace picks up finally with American Girl at the end. The album is short on melodies. A useful starting point, but nothing great.
⭐ ⭐
To the Table of Dreams! It’s been a while. We had a spare half hour in the morning and so spent it knocking up with a game of wiff waff.
We were both very rusty. I found it tough to hit the corners of the table - the sweet spot for table tennis.
Somehow I managed a 2-1 lead. A then pulled away, WHACKING me 3-2.
To Alresford! For walking football friendlies!
We cycled on to the nearby Alresford. I was playing, A’s company was requested as part of the WAG’s.
A mini friendly tournament had been arranged. Walton don’t play in our NE Essex Alliance League. They fancied some game practice and some new opposition. We invited Col U along for the fun.
The idea was for two games per team, each playing one another. Somehow this stretched to four games as we played each other twice. It got a little intense in the midday Alresford heat.
The games were friendlies, but they got a little heated as well. The walking part of walking football is often subjective.
I played mainly up front. I managed some decent shots, forcing some saves from the Walton ‘keeper. I slipped a little lower down the pitch against Col U. I was getting nowhere with their experienced sweeper.
Another Coop BOOZE run followed back at base. The more cheapo stuff I buy in the gypo aisle, the more cheapo shit they put out. This was my fourth BOOZE run in two days.
Oh dear.
To WTCC! The Sunday team had a home fixture. The plan was to enjoy some cheapo Coop BOOZE, watch the cricket and listen to the Surrey commentary in the hit ‘n’ giggle away at Kent.
We arrived with the away team back in the hutch on 72.
Whoops.
This was going to be a very short game.
I opened up a cheapo Stella Artois. A pissed herself when she clocked the alcohol free label.
wtf?
Sorry, beer nerds. I just don’t get alcohol free BOOZE. It tasted rank, btw.
The cricket was soon over. Wivenhoe knocked off the chase with a mixture of experience and yoof.
We snaffled up some incredibly cheap homegrown fruit and veg that was on sale outside one of the houses on the walk home. The cherry tomatoes were an amazing red colour.
The early Wivenhoe finish meant that we could listen to the Surrey chase back down in Kent. That was close.
#3feathers, and proud.
We caught up with the Test highlights from yesterday. Lord’s looked lush. We’ve got a trip planned to HQ next month.
And then the Dauphine highlights.
Chapeau!
