Covid booster yesterday. In and out v quickly fair play although the traffic through town was terrible. Probs something to do with school pickup time and heavy rain. Give the kids a coat. Amazing how many people you see walking around without a coat. I guess people can’t afford them.
Quiet start Saturday with my first cooked breakfast since coming back from France. Set me up for the day ahead. Won’t need lunch which is good as I will be driving to Oxford for @lily’s twenty first birthday bash. She clearly has some Davies blood as the dinner is in a private room in a curry house. We are all excited to be getting together as a family again. It must be a good six weeks since the last one in Killybegs 🙂
Before that we have the essential viewing of Cymru v Argentina at four o’clock. It’s quite refreshing to not have to add an hour to the start time which is what we had to do when referring to the BBC sports website for the rugby schedules. The timing of this game is great as it will have ended before birthday festivities start.
The biggest issue is the Ireland v All Blacks game which is on whilst we are tucking into our onion bhajis. Presumably. I haven’t seen the menu. I doubt the Indian restaurant will have a TV on the wall. The commentary would clash with the Bollywood Greatest Hits soundtrack and likely upset the goldfish.
Tbh one of my fave nieces only celebrates her twenty first once so I guess an occasional sneak peek at the score on my device will have to suffice. I do have an IRFU tee shirt wot I procured in Nantes which I could wear but I’m not sure it’s been through the cleaning process yet. There’s been a line of wet clothes hanging out in our back garden for two days now. No point bringing them in as it’s been chucking it down as previously mentioned.
There is talk of going out on the lash in Oxford afterwards but we will have to see about that 🙂I’ve been on the wagon.
Lils is the last of the next generation to celebrate their twenty-first and this will therefore be the last such family bash for a while. There is no rush for the inevitable spate of weddings and christenings that ordinarily come next. I guess there are sixtieth birthdays coming down the pike so they will suffice as an infill.
In the meantime I have a relaxing morning ahead. I do have to give some thought to attire. I’ve been wearing shorts since the clocks sprang forward but I sense it is ‘longs’ weather today. I don’t like giving in and transitioning to longs but feels as if it makes sense. The mean streets of Oxford will be down to eight degrees by the time we finish our chicken tikka masalas and lamb rogan joshes. Fires will be blazing in pub parlours and the warm glow emanating through their half frosted windows will suggest that winter is fast approaching.