In the evening I decamped to the bedroom when the football was on. My little sanctuary. Good job when they lose, which is quite a bit just lately. I try and avoid talking to Kev about it until he has calmed down a bit. Being married to a football fan is never easy. If they win great, if not it's like watching someone pick a scab off a wound... I don't actually mind the obsession, I have my own, of course, and Kev puts up with a lot of stuff for me so it's equal really. But to me it's just a game, someone has to win someone has to lose. There are just so many team's out there and only one can be at the top.
Friday. It was a bit and bob day Kev had his jab but like mine it was late afternoon early evening. So we went into town and got a few bits while we had time to kill. Again very efficient service from the vaccination team at the Forest compound. And no ill effects for Kev thus far. All good.
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