The pitch

Oh God, what a day it has been. We were at Bolton Wanderers Football Stadium today...on the second floor. It is always a pain where lifts are required, but today it was a flippin' nightmare. We started to unload some cages and pushed the button for the lift...and waited. Nothing happened. We pushed and pushed and waited and waited...nothing. We eventually got hold of someone to have a look...he faffed around and the lift arrived, but the door only opened an inch. "You need to go round to the lifts in Reception," he declared. We dragged the cages round the stadium, we had to move the lorry round, we had to make sure the bigger cages would fit in the smaller lift...it took time.

We set up and it was time to start the session, but thankfully we could grab a quick cuppa. There wasn't time for any lunch. Once we are late starting the whole day is late...we finish the afternoon session late, we have our allotted three quarters of an hour for tea and by then we were three quarters of an hour late starting the evening session. And....of course we finish late. I'm knackered. I have a headache.