Mixing

 Ellie was a bit better so the Gorse Fox went round to escort her to school. The Silver Vixen is planning to go along to meet her at the end of the day.

Once back home we did the car dance so that the Gorse Fox could go across for football. The Silver Vixen had plans to meet up with Gracie Fields for coffee in Arundel, so she would be needing her car. The Gorse Fox had a quick run through and getting his boots on soon after 9:30. We had a problem that one of the two pitches on which we normally play had been locked off. The surface is so worn that it is becoming dangerous. Technicians have been called, but it will be several days before they can intervene.

We split the squad into 4 teams. Early arrivals (like the Gorse Fox) played on the big pitch, and latecomers were relegated to the 5-a-side cages. The games were such a contrast to last Tuesday. Today we saw no rain while we were playing and the sun even popped out briefly. The sides didn't seem very well balanced at first glance and the Gorse Fox's team were doing a Stirling representation of The Alamo as we repelled wave after wave of attacks. Our team even managed a breakaway goal. The first two games were 1-0 in our favour, then 0-0. In the final game we all loosened up a bit and the final score was 4-3 to the other side. All the games were very enjoyable.

Soon after the Gorse Fox got home the heavens opened again and we had a torrential downpour that lasted and hour or so. That, however, seemed to clear the air and it has been dry since. The Gorse Fox got a message from Cousteau-Cub. It would appear that the Coventry Hobbit has changed his car. He now has a very smart looking Merc SLK hardtop convertible. She sent some photos. The Gorse Fox is very jealous... but suspects that in reality neither he nor the Silver Vixen could lower ourselves into it, nor lift ourselves out of it - so it is best with the kids.