Well, it's all over, bar the shouting and the post-mortems.
The Olympics has been and gone. So much has been written about these events that any more would b
e pointless.
Murphy and I are looking forward to telly without testosterone fuelled bodies, running, jumping and swimming and doing all kinds of un-natural things in the quickest times. Some of these events seemed to me, to verge on the limits of "sport". The beach volleyball, unequal bar gymnastics - fine to watch young women disport themselves in such a manner - but sport - Never!
We are well into August now and if you are a grouse, you will have had your rude awakening on the 12th. Next in line are the partridge, then the jewel in many a shooting man's crown: king pheasant in October.
The woods are full of adolescent pheasants at the moment- stupid creatures. Intent on suicide, by any means possible. Murphy loves them. They run and make up lots of noise- just up his street.
Yesterday, Murphy and I were on a collecting mission for our M.S therapy centre at Catcliffe. We were in Sheffield City Centre, a place I had not visited for 3 years. To say it's changed would be an understatement. Would you believe it? somebody has pinched the hole in the road?! What use would a second hand roundabout be, and what would it be worth?
The dog and I watched a fair old section of Sheffield society milling about Fargate on Saturday. We decided that we must be painted with invisible paint, so few people noticed us.
Back to a sporty theme again. We have a tremendous medal haul, mainly due to "lottery funding" it would seem. Just another example of "Money Talks". The vast majority of these athletes were young, some it seemed VERY young.
Two things are splitting my mind at the moment: one is reading about the chap, 70 years old, who died in the Alps this week, whilst mountaineering. The other is the man, aged 66, with his artificial knee and quadruple bypass, who was bull fighting in Madrid. He is quoted as saying:
"This is better than sex, not a spectator sport! Get out and do it."
I Hope he was referring to the bull fighting...
Murphy and I have an appointment with some trout this afternoon, weather permitting. However, before I go, must tell you about the sign I saw on a new television in a shop window.
WARNING: Extended viewing of all sports can be harmful to marriage.
See You,
Buggy Man.
