Out but not down...

So the Carling cup dream has come to an end, but what a performance from the lads! Had a great night courtesy of my old mate (and Colchester fan!) Graeme Howell, who invited myself and Richard (aka Charlie Chikankata) as guests in his company's box at White Hart Lane. This is the way to watch football - I'll have to have a word with Paul about radius 360 getting one at Roots Hall! In the end we fought bravely all night but were kept at bay by England's no. 1 (Paul Robinson) and went out to a (offside) "goal" in the 115th minute from an England striker (Jermaine Defoe). We were applauded off the field by the Spurs fans and the team can walk away with a lot of credit. It was a great night - except for the journey home on London's woeful public transport system - eventually got home at 01:20!

Anyway, just penning my final Mashbury sermon for this Sunday and " 'er indoors " has come to disturb me (albeit with a nice cup of tea) to insist I look at her arty pictures she took from the garden yesterday morning and post them on "our" blog!

Well, it's not really my style, but Christmas is coming and I don't want to end up with just socks and hankies so I'd better keep the old girl (did I mention she'll be 40 next birthday?) happy so here you go, don't blame me if you think they're boring!

Spot the heron!

Spot the pheasant!