Pinch, punch, first of the month

As I am writing this, two little doors on the advent calendars (for sure, there is more than one) have been opened, and the temperature is dropping like a stone.  This means a bit of window scraping for most.  For us, being able to park both cars on our drive means that they are partially protected from the worst of the weather, so that there is usually only the need to scrape the rear window of the rear car, and that can be done with the window heater if we have time.  The big car has heated front and rear windows, something that is, without doubt, about as good as it gets this time of year.

Anyhow, enough about cars.  At home, things are the same as always.  LO is away tonight at her Christmas do, so us lads have packet pizzas and a quiet night in.

We have football at the weekend.  Last week we had two matches, a replay on Saturday and our regular game on Sunday, against the two best teams in our league.  The positive we can take from the games are that neither team are anything to fear; the negative is that we did not play our best.  The first half of the Saturday game was as good as they can play, and we can in at half time 2-0.  However, in the second half we reverted somewhat to the panicky kick and hope game that typifies the worst or our team performances.  It is all part of the learning process, and I guess it is good for the boys to experience defeat, crushing unecessary defeat, since that will then set them up for a lifetime following the England team.

The Sunday game started poorly, and remained so.

We also went to watch Pompey play, which was a great afternoon out, but a disappointment since, once again, the team lost.  There was an incident in the dressing room at half time where two of the better players got in to a fight, blood may or may not have been spilt, and neither play returned to the pitch for the second half.  To be fair, their replacements did a fine job too, but we cannot help feeling that such a disruption half way through a game would not be improving the concentration of the team.  It's a funny old game.

On other news, we have LO's family over tonight for a Strictly evening, sausages in baps for tea I believe.

That is all from me.  Have a great weekend, and speak next week.