Chester station with twelve wagons of logs. And just like NZ, instead
of a guards van there was just a red lantern going flash-flash-flash.
As the weekend starts, so does the rain. And not yet sit o'clock, but
it's darkening and gloomy, partly the onset of autumn and partly the
weather. Anyhow, it's been a good day as I have finally managed to
reconcile some numbers that weren't right. But the weekend will soon
be upon us. Viv's absence will, least importantly, give me a chance to
pick up some more chorewars.com points, but there will be other things
to consider too.
England v Tonga for example. My Pacific heritage leaves me unsure on
this one. It would be a pity for England to be knocked out, but for
tiny Tonga to progress to even the quarter-finals would be truly
magnificent, and they know it. It certainly won't be a straightforward
match for the English. And the timing of the game will make it ideal
viewing for those in New Zealand who will be able to wake up to the
game, should they so desire.