Rugby Update
We live in a village that LOVES rugby! It is their passion. And, our team wins a lot.
Now that winter is over, it's once again RUGBY SEASON. On weekends when there's an important away game, the supporters gather in the morning at one of our two local cafés before taking off together to go to the game.
Of course, the gathering starts well in advance of the time when they are to leave so that those going can also party for a bit with those who are staying. The gathering is accompanied, quite liberally, with drum banging, cymbal crashing, and Maggie's worst nightmare: air horn blowing!
As the hour of departure arrives, the noise level increases, until there is a positive frenzy of excitement.
This morning, the denoument of this little celebration was preceded by the horror of a dozen "not-a-cats" parading down the street directly IN FRONT of our very house!!! The audacity of the whole thing! Acting as if they had every right to be here, on Maggie's very own patch!
Of course, there was no time for recovery from this indignity before the Chalabre Rugby Club supporters began the worst of their cacaphony.
Since today is a nice day and the windows and shutters were all open, there was simply no safe place to hide. Behind the couch seemed to be the closest the Diva could come to finding refuge.
It's all quiet once again, but we have the afternoon to look forward to. If our team wins, we're in for a bad, bad day!
Ciao for now!
Randy
Now that winter is over, it's once again RUGBY SEASON. On weekends when there's an important away game, the supporters gather in the morning at one of our two local cafés before taking off together to go to the game.
Of course, the gathering starts well in advance of the time when they are to leave so that those going can also party for a bit with those who are staying. The gathering is accompanied, quite liberally, with drum banging, cymbal crashing, and Maggie's worst nightmare: air horn blowing!
As the hour of departure arrives, the noise level increases, until there is a positive frenzy of excitement.
This morning, the denoument of this little celebration was preceded by the horror of a dozen "not-a-cats" parading down the street directly IN FRONT of our very house!!! The audacity of the whole thing! Acting as if they had every right to be here, on Maggie's very own patch!
Of course, there was no time for recovery from this indignity before the Chalabre Rugby Club supporters began the worst of their cacaphony.
Since today is a nice day and the windows and shutters were all open, there was simply no safe place to hide. Behind the couch seemed to be the closest the Diva could come to finding refuge.
It's all quiet once again, but we have the afternoon to look forward to. If our team wins, we're in for a bad, bad day!
Ciao for now!
Randy
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