... here today.
I've been doing my best to keep them awake and lively, but both seem determined to doze the day away. Little do they know that, once their beloved Dad gets home, they will be confined to their crate for the next 5 hours while we go off to the match.
I see the wind is picking up again. It was much quieter outside this morning, but after that brief respite we appear to be in for a bit of a battering again.
We never usually take anything with us to the game - but I've dug out a couple of thermos flasks so we can warm ourselves up at half time with hot chocolate (or that horrible bovril stuff if you're Charles).

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