It was a cold Sunday morning with snow on the ground. Not icy though so there was no problem with the game going ahead. The journey to Caythorpe took longer than I had expected. This was partly because of the treacherous driving conditions but also partly because I had forgotten how far it was.
On the way we passed a white van in a ditch with an AA van in attendance. Also a short distance further on a grey people carrier on its side on the verge. On Tom’s radio programme he announced that Lincolnshire Constabulary had reported 12 weather related crashes. We drove everywhere at a top speed of 40 miles an hour.
We made it in plenty of time and John, who normally starts on the bench, went on after a couple of minutes and got pretty much a full game. Running around on the pitch was the best place to be that day. It’s great to watch him in action. He is a fine strong lad. I have to make a conscious effort to not comment from the touchline, other than the occasional encouragement.
We won eleven one.