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The world game and how small it is.  by MrJoop
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The football (soccer) connection.

Believe me, I am no world traveller, but it strikes me, that, the last time I watched a real local football (soccer) match, at this level (I.e., not the world cup, on t.v., or the F.A. Cup, etc.) was in Paris, where my daughter was teaching and I visited for the weekend and we caught a taxi and we sat on the edge of a suburban grass field like this and watched a friend of hers play a friendly game.

I also find it hard to believe that that was only five years ago! It seems so much longer!!!!!

This game was a lot closer to home. Via Facebook, I was alerted to the fact that an ex-pupil was playing and it seemed like a perfect reason to leave the computer and to get out there, into the fresh air.

The weatherman turned it on for me, as I tried to make my way to the grounds, relying on trying to remember what I’d seen on Google Earth.

( I must buy a car navigation system, or as the Dutch call it: a Tom Tom. They have every right to call it that, as it is manufactured there. It’s like us calling a felt-tipped pen, a Biro!)

Black clouds approached the service station which only had the lowest grade of unleaded petrol for me. The first rain hit the windscreen as I took the wrong turn and found the field where my school teams played against Oyster Bay, in my last years of teaching.
I should have stayed at home with my mini mac, I thought. It will be cancelled anyway.
But, not so. A friendly lady pointed me in the right direction and I found the grounds.

My ex-pupil has grown quite a bit, since the photos that I have of him, with the rest of my class, as sixth graders, visiting The Rocks, to learn abourt the early settlement of the British in that area.
He is now a good, solid fullback.
I should do this more often!

In 1969, I enrolled in the “Art Teachers Conversion Course”. It was my first experience of formal art lessons. Soon other interests prevailed, until, I had lunch, in Hazelhurst and then enjoyed the art classes there. Culminating in my exhibition, in 2008.

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  • MrJoop
    MrJoopover 4 years ago

    After that brief threat of heavy rain, from very black clouds, the perfect winter weather re-establhed itself. It felt like a temperature of about 20ºC or so.

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