Down the road

Into that Sheffield and we were treated to lunch in the house on the hill. Then we slithered off to the footie, leaving poor R stuck in her armchair. Long covid seems to be the diagnosis but the GP won't say that yet as three months haven't yet elapsed since its onset.  
So, footie. Blades v Luton. H’s brother, young Isaac, said he had a bad feeling about it. Oh well, as a neutral at least I got a good view of the only goal. Twas a very poor game in all truth. Needless to say I enjoyed it hugely.