Adapt

 We were up early as we expected Ellie to be dropped off soon after 7:00. The front door opened and we listened for the usual whirlwind as she charged in. Nothing. Instead it was Urban-Cub. She had already been in to work at Billingshurst, then had to turn back to Chichester because of staff shortages. Meanwhile, Ellie had woken with a streaming cold and couldn't go to school. Urban-Cub would stay with her for a couple of hours and then Darren would free himself up from work so that he could take over when Urban-Cub had to return to the store. With none of the usual school based processes, the Silver Vixen and Gorse Fox had a lazy breakfast before heading out.

Being Wednesday, the Silver Vixen had Pilates and the Gorse Fox dropped her off before continuing on to Worthing. We had a 6-a-side match today. The Gorse Fox was playing in Orange. The teams were fairly well balanced and it took a while before there was a breakthrough. Terry passed the ball from the wing and the Gorse Fox stroked it past the goalkeeper. It was well-worked and very satisfying. A few minutes later, the Gorse Fox score a second goal with, what the Americans would call, a daisy-cutter, rifling the ball along the grass from the halfway line into the bottom corner of the goal. It was bit lucky, but a goal is a goal. At halftime it was 2-1 to us. In the second half the yellow team changed their tactics and pushed different players into attack. They equalised, then went ahead before we finally drew level. Final score 3-3.

When we got home, we stood chatting to the neighbours before going in. Old Bill had a nice Lexus on loan for a test drive. It was very smart but far more money than the Gorse Fox would spend.

After a bite of lunch the Silver Vixen retired to the Orangery and phoned her sister while the Gorse Fox wandered into the village to get his hair cut. The rest of the day has been spent with our books.