Monday, October 25
A sunday morning ritual
Rather by surprised I was invited (read: dragged) to join some friends of mine to watch some other friends of mine play football (read: soccer). The weather being the inpredictable mix of cold bright sunshine and faint grey drizzle that is become the stereotype meteorological state in this part of Europe, the other supporters being mostly those former football players still shunning the family life, the tavern/cafeteria being no more no les than what may be expected; reasonably priced, average amount of choice in cheap alcoholic, warm and children friendly beverages, some salt and sweet munchies and after the match fried snacks. Life might get a lot better than this, but it is as pleasurable a way of spending time doing nothing than any other.
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