Welcome to blog! I started it in 2020 to chart my recovery from breaking my ankle (hence the name). I guess no-one saw a global pandemic coming. It's turned into a place where I can talk about the things happening in my life, my horse and my cats. Enjoy!
So today we found out that a seagull is better than a canary! My two teams were drawn in the FA Cup so only right that I pop along to Carrow Road to watch the match. One of those lovely matches where I didn’t mind who won.
It was a bit of a one sided affair, with Brighton proving to be the much better team. Very grateful I wore my Equidry. It was rather cold. Not much opportunity to jump up and down either. I felt it might be frowned upon to celebrate Brighton’s 4 goals…
That moment when you’re lighting a match and a bit flies off and burns you. Honestly, it’s a wonder I’m still alive!
Not a clue how I did it. I was striking the match away from me. Growing up, my Dad was a Scout Leader so I learned that one a long time ago.
All I can say is that it flipping hurts. Another scar for the collection huh?! Good job I can laugh at my own ineptitude lighting the twig burner. As Prodigy sang, I’m a fire starter, twisted fire starter. Or maybe I’d just met my match.
Blimey that was a rather long and fraught day. With lots of good results! First up I was judging the last show jumping show for John Lake RC. It was wonderful seeing so many smiling rounds. Bit fraught at times. Some fab costumes too. But everyone seemed to enjoy the day.
We ran a bit behind, so it meant a speedy exit to head over to Carrow Road. After NCFC taking an early lead, expectations were high. Then Middleborough scored 3 goals before halftime. A very tense second half and 2 more goals for City. Meant the final score was 3-3. Bonkers match! Great result!
The final result was getting the last Sunday Roasts for dinner at the pub after the match. Yum!
While my Dad was having a nap, I cracked on with some work. As he was still asleep when I finished, I thought I’d catch up with some online training. I didn’t want to wake him, so borrowed my Mum’s headphones. Or cans as we’ve always called them.
Not sure it my best look. Made me giggle. So did the fact I’d matched the wall in my parents dining room.
An early start for me as I needed to be at Easton College for 7am this morning. It was Carleton Riding Club’s show. After a morning on the laptop scoring dressage tests, it was time to set the course for the afternoon jumping. Much more fun than wrestling an excel spreadsheet.
The practise jumps has mismatched poles. This bothered me as it’s not a great aesthetic. Grateful that my friends know me and understand my desire for co-ordination. The poles were soon matched up, making me smile.
It’s a good job I’m not a demanding diva or anything…. I think they still love me after making them change them.
It was another great show. I love being part of such a supportive, friendly club.
OK so I may have overdone it this weekend. Today I felt grotty again. So tried to have a gentle day. Managed a short ride on Buddy. Typically I picked it when it was raining. Thank goodness for my Equidry. It’s really been a great purchase.
I even wore it to the football tonight. I was slightly worried that I might be a tad pungent, but all good. And I stayed dry and warm.
A rather odd match, but a win is a win. Even odder getting home. First the bridge was closed, so I had to walk round the houses to the next bridge. Then yomped back up the hill. I knew I needed petrol, but wasn’t expecting to have to go to 4 petrol stations before I could get some. Kinda assumed that petrol stations in the city centre would be open. But the first 3 shut at 10pm.
The petrol light was on by the time I arrived at the 4th petrol station. You can imagine my relief. Little bit of a metaphor for my life right now. I do feel a little like I’m running on fumes.
Right now, I’d happily take a week in the Caribbean… A girl can dream huh?!
Got the chance to go to Carrow Road tonight to watch Norwich City. It’s the first time I’ve been to see them back in the Championship. I can’t say it was a classic match. But I’ll take a 2-0 win.
I really do miss going to the football. It was such a big part of my life for so many years. Still feels odd being ‘a punter’ and not ‘a lemur’. At least I was a lucky lemur tonight.
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