We have just had the most perfect weekend, weatherwise - England at her beautiful best! Jon invited me to join him, Louis and Marcus to see Charlton play... ummm... Somebodyorother - couldn't actually get a ticket for me, but somehow blagged me in. Very satisfying to see the stadium packed full. Charlton were 2 up at half time, so we celebrated with a pint... during which Somebodyorother scored two goals. 2 all sounded OK to me, but apparently that was not good. We commiserated afterwards with hot dogs all round, and a few more pints. Took a taxi back to Jon's, and drowned our sorrows with a tasty roast and red wine.
I stayed over, and we went off today (Sunday) to Christmas Tree Farm in Keston, where Louis' cub pack were visiting the Pets' section - saw and fed sheep, goats (one of which demonstrated giving birth before our very eyes- fascinating!), ponies, cows, lamas, various posh chickens, geese, rabbits, guineapigs, hamsters, pigs (with whom a big white rabbit had set up home) - all very lovely. After consuming an open air lunch in the sunshine, we trooped off, clutching maps, on an hour-long country walk to Keston Ponds, where Archaela produced hot dogs and hot drinks on a gas stove. Louis will have earned another Badge - we earned thanks for our assistance. Photos to follow.
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Damn you and your idyllic English lives! I'm very envious.
And damn you, Watford!
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