The boys over the fence are certainly looking forward to the Esh game, seems like, err, a lifetime since we saw some action round here. And looking forward to the game despite everybody in here having wet feet at the minute. A problem with the drainage? I should say so, Defty is walking around shaking his head every day, that top corner is damp alright.
View from the cemetery
(Posted just before the Stokesley match.)
A Very Merry Christmas and a Happy and Prosperous New Year to you all, from your good friends over the fence in the always here, cemetery freelance supporters club.
I like November, it feels like the start of the proper season. Night games with the lights on as you arrive, wearing a proper coat, watching your breath freeze; it all feels right somehow. And with the dark nights at last, we thought it would be a relief and a chance to get some peace and quiet, but no chance. The night time wrecking crew continue to invade the cemetery, with a recent enthusiasm for smashing bottles proving a nuisance both inside here, and over the fence on the pitch. Ozo has been on the phone to the forces of law and order but not a lot happens.
Sorry for the delay, but things been a bit busy round here lately, with the junior late night drinking club particularly popular of recent weeks...
Anyway, it's all happening over the fence, not to mention on the fence, with a couple of mad optimists fitting banners the other day. They look very burnable to me, and I think the local arson group will be testing them out soon enough. Defty just shakes his head.
Back in the old groove again; some of us never got out of it of course.