Singing Canaries

Another cold and very wet day. Peter, who had stayed overnight, had breakfast with Tom and me (hot bacon rolls) and we spent a bit of time chatting about masonic issues - especially some of the differences between the Sussex and Wiltshire provinces. Peter finally left around 11.30 a.m. Southampton were playing Norwich City in the league today and so Tom and I set off for Southampton to watch the match at lunchtime whilst Sara and Mary went to ballet and shopping in Salisbury. Tom and I visited our usual chippie in St. Mary's Street and I had a small bet at Ladbrokes that the score would be a 2-2 draw. The game was fast and furious with some excellent football from both sides. Two cracking goals came from Saints (Lallana and Connolly) but Saints also conceded an unnecessary penalty and Norwich went on to equalise. The final score - 2-2 - so I was able to end the afternoon picking up my £15 winnings from Ladbrokes! The weather was absolutely atrocious as we walked back to the car - and seemingly filthier as we drove back to Winterslow. We watched a little TV tonight but in view of the very late night last night decided to go to bed before midnight - very unusual for a Saturday night.