Burnt To A Crisp

I never like football matches being called off because of a "waterlogged pitch". Why? Because it never really turns out to be waterlogged. Health and safety win, and me, being the liberal, just get on with it, person ... when it comes to football anyway... just thinks we should get on with it. A frozen pitch is slightly different. I used to think the same way until I saw a nasty injury happen because of the ice on a pitch once. I was just a spectator, thank god!

However, this evening has produced a brand new reason for postponing a football match. I just recieved a phone call from the league chairman, stating that tonight's match at Bedford FC has been called off because, and I'm not joking, the pitch is on fire. As are the changing rooms and the clubhouse... and most of the vicinity.

Yep, the football club has burnt down, so, unless a match appears out of nowhere, I am left with an evening of what I've been doing all day. Nothing.

There isn't a lot else to say. I might bloggle about yesterday later, but I've just thought... I'm going to go and check out the fire!!

Laters x


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I'll just add to this post, seeing as it was a tiny one. The current time is ... 22:56, I'm about to go to sleep, at a reasonable time for a record 3 days running, and I am going to reflect on the day I have just experienced.

... Erm...

The most eventful thing that happened, (apart from the fire, obviously), was my 2nd trip to Tesco's in which I saw an old man shout at a schoolboy for being so small.

"Get out of my way you tiny little cretin!"

I'm not kidding either, it was quite funny to watch the 10-year old school child, get out his pet knife and threaten the O.A.P with death if he didn't apologise. I joke...

Otherwise, I'm amazed the day has gone as fast as it has, despite it being as slow as one of BP's night shifts. Part of me is missing that place already...

And of course, the whole 2nd half of this post has been a joke, so that last sentence was aswell!

Ciao x