The heavy rain had gone and was replaced by heavy wind. I had half intended going into Easterby today but as the weather was corny and since my hair really needed washing I didn’t bother.
Instead I just did my leagues all day – starting on season three and the cup competitions. And that was how my day passed – just sat in the dining room messing around with dice and little pieces of paper while listening to Hendrix, Mike Oldfield and Focus.
In the evening I watched “Arthur C. Clarke’s Mysterious World” about strange showers of frogs, walnuts and mustard seed, before finally getting to bed at eleven. Athletic lost again, at Haley Hill Celtic – 3-0 I think. Bloody typical.