Twenty-Eight Years

Everyone of them a good one.

Twenty-Eight Years Ago the 22nd was the only Saturday in February that it didn’t rain, pretty much the same this year. We had breakfast at home before I headed off to cox the Epic IoS men. Mrs S headed down to Hayle to drop a friend at hospital and used the opportunity to pick up a ‘meal deal’ for tonight, nothing too heavy after our Chinese Banquet last night.
Rugby on the TV with the weekend newspaper made for a relaxing day, well as relaxing as it could be after having my nerves shredded watching the England v Scotland rugby.

Weather forecast for tomorrow is horrendous, I don’t hold out much hope of Sam’s match going ahead.