Rolling up to the Waggon
A good night's sleep. Off to meet Mum and Mas in Elstree at high noon. Packed my bag, and caught the train. Settled into faux first and worked on poems for a bit, and tinkered with a short story. Quite enjoyed working this way as the countryside slipped by and turned into London. A change at St Pancras, and stayed on the same platform off to Elstree and Borehamwood. The Borehamwood football team, is called Boreham Wood FC and are in the fifth tier of English football. Wikipedia says that Boredom Wood FC have a strong local rivalry with St Albans City. Anyhow, rather amazingly, they are now through to the fifth round of the FA Cup and are playing Everton in their next match. I mooched down to The Waggon and Horses, and was let in just after 12 and was enjoying a pint of Guinness on their favoured table by the fire when Mum and Mas arrived. Mason said he had been watching a TV programme about modern sniping. He was a sniper in the Korean War so had more than a passing interest in it...