Re Union

Thursday? Close game of 5 a side. Despite being told by players from both sides that I had got the teams wrong and that they were going to lose heavily. One goal in it at the end.

Friday? Good game after work. And Spiral.

And, at some point recently, we got the results of the ballot from the union. We’re going on strike, comrades. Manning the barricades. Well, I’ll be doing some DIY but that’s the revolution for you. First day is in a couple of weeks.

And today? Off to that London to meet London son and Paris daughter. Including taking in the sights and sounds of Stoke Newington. Hipster flea market! And coffee (met a nice Morrocan(?) guy with a dog called Cato- all the women in the cafe were making a fuss of Cato. Turns out a dog is a good way of meeting women!).

H was late because she got in a bus heading in the wrong direction.
Two days later (looking into the future) M cycled to his flat from work, realised that he’d left his keys at work and had to retrace his wheel tracks. We are very proud of them both.

Left the offspring to go to a party while we headed home - managing to not be too delayed by a jumper at Leighton Buzzard.