Advent, Day 6

We have a bizarre night out planned next Tuesday and I’m not sure whether to look forward to it or dread it.
Tom (remember Tom? Philippa’s uncle? My old boss? ‘The Wallpaper King Of North Norfolk’???) has managed to get an executive box at Norwich City for their big cup match against Aston Villa.  I don’t know which ‘big cup’ it is and I don’t know anything about ‘Aston Villa’ but apparently it’s Norwich’s biggest match for about eight years and Philippa is very excited to be going.  I’m not sharing the excitement to be honest. Sitting in a 30-feet square room with an insane family while 25,000 drunks watch 22 men run around a lawn doesn’t fill me with any positive emotion at all.  Mind you, there’s a free buffet and unlimited coffee so it might be worth showing up for a while. Philippa suggested we ‘make an occasion of it’ and book a hotel in the City. She said it would be a nice ‘pre-Christmas treat’ Unfortunately my kindly schedulers at work have got me starting Wednesday morning at 7, so that’s the end of that. My list of reasons for finding new employers is growing by the day…

RC 6-12-12