We wait

And of course it was given. Earlier VAR had chalked off a most lovely goal which would have put us 2-0 up for the usual bawhairs-width offside decision in the build up. Instead, we find ourselves back to 1-1. Such is life. But hey, we got the winner, drinks flowed and I raced home to meet the visitor.
Earlier in the day, the weans had been round with their mother for an hour or two, and despite the dangers with Christmas decs everywhere they played away really contentedly. Meanwhile their father headed off to pick up their Christmas scran at Sainsbury’s. Good lad. Except that he only managed half a mile before running out of fuel! When was the last that happened to anyone? The daughter had parked up the previous day leaving very leeetle in the tank. Bad girl! They’re like kids. I blame the parents.