Good to hear from you, ya large lassie's chemise. Hope your covid thingy is now, or soon will be, ancient history. I succumbed to it before Christmas and would have missed the Rochelle match, but then it was moved to Dublin so everyone missed it. I say "succumbed", but I didn't actually have any symptoms. It was great. Had been burning the candle at both ends looking after various oldies (not that I begrudge them that), but then up pops a reason to sit and do nathin for 13 days, whilst feeling in fine fettle. (13 days because when visiting "vulnerable" people ya need to have 2 negative tests on successive days before seeing them, rather than the 5 days prescribed for others).BaggyTrousers wrote: ↑Fri Apr 21, 2023 11:17 amGuilty as charged Grumps, I am a large lassie's chemise, a registered South European Softie. Believe it or not I returned last Saturday to sunny Spain, 21C when I got off the plane at 9:50PM, 2 days later I'm taking a feckin' Covid test and am positive for the first time.Cap'n Grumpy wrote: ↑Sat Apr 15, 2023 9:47 pmBout ya Mucker!!!BaggyTrousers wrote: ↑Sat Apr 15, 2023 10:04 am interesting concept, unfortunate circumstances lead to me being at the game last night with 5 layers of clothing to stave off the inclement weather,
Sorry about yer unfortunate circumstances,
As for the inclement weather, what were you drinking?
Or has Spain turned you into a big girl's blouse?
Last night, as with every other fixture this season, I was at Ravenspan in shorts and short sleeved shirt.
Well, usually but not always, I have a light coat over me short sleeved Ulster shirt. Last night the coat went on for the second half. The shorts, canvas shoes and no socks have been a given at every match throughout the winter though. It does help to have MUM to stand behind when the wind and/or precipitation approach Biblical proportions though. And if my legs do get wet, they'll still dry quicker than MUM's trousers.
I thoroughly recommend it to all.
I think I actually died on Wednesday night but luckily, hadn't the wit to stiffen, so here we are ready and awaiting tonight's adventure.
Think back to before the Ireland game in Caaaadiff, a walk in the park, then somebody tells you that that GATLAND Gatland is back in charge. Though many will deny it that name sent many to the Farmacia - that'll be Boots to yousins, seeking supplies of Tighten Up Syrup. No logic, just an irrational fear.
I look at that Embra squad I know the table doesn't lie, we have whipped them for at least the last 5 matches, their last 10 games W2 L8, us the reverse, it should be a massacre but..........
Anyway, take care pal, hope your several aches and pains are not entirely ruining your life.
Oh before I go, I was straining the potatoes after the match when up looms Knocknagoney Mike, I advised him to point that thing well away from me, reminding him that I would not take kindly to a Northampton-type shower. After a few slurred words, Mike kindly pressed a piece of paper into my mitt. Yes, it was a reminder that it was day 5928 - Lest we forget.
Be good and mind you don't get a chill tonight.
I didn't get a chill last night thanks. Indeed had been doing a job for mother-in-law yesterday afternoon and got the missus to drop me off at Ravers on the way home, so Junior brought me home after the match. Naturally I took the opportunity of not driving to fill the hip flask with some of Bushmills' finest and kept my whistle well watered. It's amazing how having a lubricated throat helps the gulderin at the officials - and Darcey Bussell out on Embra's right wing. Ungrateful so-n-so didn't even acknowledge our greetings, but it was obvious he heard them.
The various aches and pains are still present, indeed a couple slowly getting worse, but I see light at the end of one tunnel with impending surgery to one of them. "Impending" probably means another year but I refuse to spend my youngsters' inheritances to line the pockets of already wealthy surgeons, so am prepared to wait a bit longer . . for now anyway. No longer being a part of the medical fraternity, it's almost impossible these days to get surgery or other treatment when you want/need it simply cos you know the doctors concerned. No mates rates available these days - even Consultant Surgeons have to go by the rules of NHS middle management these days.
Anyway - look after yersel mucker and maybe we'll meet next time yer hame.
