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Oct. 29th, 2009 03:37 pmTo Westleigh Park last night for the girls' Portsmouth Cup tie with QK Southampton. On the sidelines was Billie, who took a knock on Sunday - "I hate watching football," she lamented.
"Thought you two might have had a night in in the warm with Arsenal v Liverpool," I said to her and Becky.
"Bah! Who are Arsenal and Liverpool?" Becky grinned. "When we can be watching Havant Ladies."
The girls made the trip worth their while, cruising past the opposition (who, in fairness to them, are three divisions lower) 8-0. Jodie and Telé gave us a nice farewell present before they left for Australia today, chipping in two goals each, and it was good to see new girl Becki (not to be confused with Becky the WAG) score on her debut. Young Katie played her first game for several weeks, put in a very lively performance on the left wing and was unlucky not to get on the scoresheet.
All through the match, somewhere nearby fireworks went off. Please, wait until the right bloody week.
Had just arrived in my section of the office at 6.55 this morning when the intermittent alarm sounded - stand by to evacuate. "In one door and out the other," one guy said, while others reminded us "It's only standby." The short bursts rang for several minutes then stopped. Half an hour later a mechanised voice read over the tannoy that an investigation had showed it to be a false alarm.
"Thought you two might have had a night in in the warm with Arsenal v Liverpool," I said to her and Becky.
"Bah! Who are Arsenal and Liverpool?" Becky grinned. "When we can be watching Havant Ladies."
The girls made the trip worth their while, cruising past the opposition (who, in fairness to them, are three divisions lower) 8-0. Jodie and Telé gave us a nice farewell present before they left for Australia today, chipping in two goals each, and it was good to see new girl Becki (not to be confused with Becky the WAG) score on her debut. Young Katie played her first game for several weeks, put in a very lively performance on the left wing and was unlucky not to get on the scoresheet.
All through the match, somewhere nearby fireworks went off. Please, wait until the right bloody week.
Had just arrived in my section of the office at 6.55 this morning when the intermittent alarm sounded - stand by to evacuate. "In one door and out the other," one guy said, while others reminded us "It's only standby." The short bursts rang for several minutes then stopped. Half an hour later a mechanised voice read over the tannoy that an investigation had showed it to be a false alarm.
