Una Sangre

What a day, what a day.
Had Arya stay over prior to her trip away with June to England.
Stopped off at Asda to get her a pair of earphones to watch her DVD's on the way down. She chose a pink and green set, and on placing them in her neck she retorted, now I just need an iPod.
So I loaned her my phone which she placed in her skirt pocket and nodded her head along to the Beach Boys, continuing whilst eating her lunch.
Groovy five year old.
I then picked up my new car and went and booked it in to get it's meter fitted and to the council Taxi depot to fill out forms.
In the evening I went up to Peterhead to see my team play a friendly match. Sadly we were 3-1 down at half time, but we got a second goal in the second half. It wasn't a particularly enthralling game but, hey ho, it was a friendly.
You may be wondering why I gave this the title that I did, in case you don't speak Spanish it means One Blood. As an Aberdeen fan we are all of Una Sangre.
I could have called this pump it up, or even Every picture tells a story, but I didn't.
I took a few action or not shots at the game, just with my iPhone, which I did get back from AJ before she said, "Goodbye," I would have liked to have taken in my Canon, but it is not allowed.
Now settling down watching the first 2 episodes if Ray Donovan with a galas of beer and a glass if wine. I know you aren't supposed to mix the hop and the grape, but what the heck...