Shrimp in a Kilt
Guest
The Shrimp in a Kilt annual trip to Cardiff - same as the last trip.
Enjoyed meeting Canada Shrimper, OS, Mrs. OS, and It's Grim up North.
Was supposed to be on the pitch for the parade of shirts. Arrived literally 20 seconds too late, and had to watch everyone else vanish down the tunnel.
Was supposed to watch the Blues stuff Wrexham and collect the cup - we all know what happened.
Had then to drive North to the M6 surrounded by hoards of victorious red-shirted fans gloating as they cruised past, just like last year, while my kids questioned my sanity non-stop for hours - they are thinking of suing me for involving them with Southend..
(Edit) I was the idiot wandering around in a kilt, BTW, if anyone noticed.....
Drove all night and got home at 10:30 this morning. Discovered that I had managed to leave the extremely nice bottle of wine I was given by OS at my brother's house in Oxford. My good lady had promised to tape the match for me. She hadn't. I am still trying to decide whether this is a good thing or not. I am knackered, broke, deeply depressed and in the dog-house.
Never Again!!!
(Until the next time, of course!)
Enjoyed meeting Canada Shrimper, OS, Mrs. OS, and It's Grim up North.
Was supposed to be on the pitch for the parade of shirts. Arrived literally 20 seconds too late, and had to watch everyone else vanish down the tunnel.
Was supposed to watch the Blues stuff Wrexham and collect the cup - we all know what happened.
Had then to drive North to the M6 surrounded by hoards of victorious red-shirted fans gloating as they cruised past, just like last year, while my kids questioned my sanity non-stop for hours - they are thinking of suing me for involving them with Southend..
(Edit) I was the idiot wandering around in a kilt, BTW, if anyone noticed.....
Drove all night and got home at 10:30 this morning. Discovered that I had managed to leave the extremely nice bottle of wine I was given by OS at my brother's house in Oxford. My good lady had promised to tape the match for me. She hadn't. I am still trying to decide whether this is a good thing or not. I am knackered, broke, deeply depressed and in the dog-house.
Never Again!!!
(Until the next time, of course!)