Oh I Do Like to Be Beside The Seaside and a Few Other Things……..

Firstly, top tip. If you’re recovering from knee surgery don’t drink lager – why you may ask? Well the thing is you all know that I am a hopeless drinker as it is, a couple of halves of lager and anything can happen, a couple of lagers on an empty stomach spells disaster – it very nearly was. You see in my euphoric state, after Jacks team stuffed the local rivals in the Wakefield Cup and having had a sneaky lager or two while watching, I totally forgot that I still can’t kneel down properly -whoops. I was fine while I was knelt down taking photos, then I realised I couldn’t get up. Bit embarassing having to be helped up by Jack’s coach (thanks Lance) So now Jack and I look a right pair, he’s hobbling (badly) on his recently mended broken ankle  and I’m walking like I’m ninety -just what you want when you’ve a day at the seaside planned!!!

Yes, today we’ve been to Whitby, somewhere I haven’t been for years. It’s a great place and seems to have a much better class of visitor than some other seaside towns we’ve visited of late -they all have teeth for a start. Don’t get me wrong there are the occasional ‘scratter families’ around, but there wasn’t a can of Special brew or oversized tattooed belly to be seen.

First up, after the mile hobble down the hill from the car-park near the Abbey, was fish and chips from Magpie Cafe – rumoured to be the best fish and chips around. The rumour wasn’t wrong though next time I’m having a kids portion -they were huge!! Next we headed for a walk on the pier, well Jack and I did, Ernie bottled it -being able to see through the wooden floor did nothing to help his fear of heights, we left him clinging to the fence.  After that we headed onto the beach, I could have sat there all afternoon, I don’t know which was best people watching, or watching the gulls terrorize the beach, they where huge!!! A bit disappointed with my photos today though, I think I need to stop reading the books and magazines -I’m getting worse not better.

I didn’t take any photos on the boat ride around the harbour, mainly because we were squashed in like sardines, I didn’t have room to move (might try a different boat next time!!) plus some random women with yellow teeth and hairy legs (scratter alert!) sat on my knee -my sore knee, I wasn’t amused!!! Still a ‘rum n raisin’ Ice-cream calmed me down before we hobbled back up the hill to go home – what a fab place though. I think we’ll be back for a few days next time…..

Fun in the sun

Sleep in tomorrow

Bring it on.

Rugby Rules………………..

When I first started this blog I had two on the go one for running and stuff and one for Junior Rugby, somewhere along the line the two merged. I’m not sure why, probably because I just don’t have the time to do two and to be honest sometimes running and rugby cross over and often one stops the other from happening. Today was one of those days.

I would have loved to have run before or even after rugby  – the weather was perfect. However there was no team manager today and as it used to be my job it kind of fell to me to sort stuff out. It’s not like there’s loads to do but more at home game than away so the running got pushed back,by the time I’d hoovered up the clubhouse and headed home it was gone one, then there was the kit and water bottles to sort and wash (which I do every week anyway) that took me to two o’clock and I’d still my own housework to do – oh well, run abandoned for today at least.

Still the rugby was worth missing a run for, the behaviour of the opposing parents and coach wasn’t. Somewhere along the line our parents have sprouted wings and halo’s, as nowadays, at the side of some teams we seem to be positively angelic – which is pretty hard to imagine after going’s on in recent years (I’ll fill you in another time).  So while they ranted and raved and used every four word expletive going – and that was just the mums! Our lads got on and played a great game of rugby. Shame it descended into fisticuffs at the end (yes they are only 12) but by that point the ref (also a  young lad) had lost control of the game, gave in to the  crowd and changed a few decisions – hence the punch up! On the plus side we won the punch -up as well as the game.

So that’s it, Crigg All Blacks U12’s are Division 1 Champions- with 3 games still to play(maybe!), as well as Junior Challenge Cup, Wakefield Cup and Yorkshire Cup winners – not a bad first competitive season – hopefully the play-off situation will be sorted shortly and then the celebrations can begin – pop and crisps all round!!!

I was well chuffed for Jack today, he played a great game but I didn’t get my usual ‘Did I play well Mum?’ when he left the pitch. Not today. Today I got    ‘Did you see me twat that kid in the fight mum?’

Somebody remind me why I let my little angel play rugby……………………

Suffering from ‘proud mum syndrome’ for the rugby not the fight – or maybe both!

Back on the bike tomorrow

Bring it on


Parties and Pure Class

So before what’s gone on today, lets go back to last night – family party (silver wedding) you can’t beat them!! Hours of endless fun trying to remember who belongs to who, who’s still married and who’s, well……not! Also a  first for us – saying grace before eating the buffet- thankfully we arrived as the last amen was said, (part’s of our family are from the religion that comes knocking on your door on a Saturday morning – and I don’t mean Hare Krishna!) Still nice buffet – shame about the DJ. Yep, DJ was from another planet – the ‘I’m a knob planet’. If his choice of music was awful, his singing was even worse, but he thought he was Take That……………..

Still it was a good night, downside was the dodgy wine giving me a dodgy stomach and wearing high heels giving me a dive round the bedroom bout of leg cramps (see earlier posts) Can leg cramp give you bruises – cos I’ve got some corkers!!!!

So to today – and another historic day for Crigglestone All Blacks U12’s. Another piece of silverware on the shelf  – The Wakefield Cup. They didn’t just beat today’s opposition they blew them out of the water – 62 unanswered points -Pure Class. Although according to the opposition coach (fondly known to us as ‘that fat, ginger tosser’) the ref gave us the game. Mmmmm, maybe not!!  So a celebration after and a meal out meant no time for a run – just got the 1500 pics I took to sort through and then I can chill………………….


no running

more silverware on the shelf

Bring it On



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