It’s Friday night, Derby Day eve. I’m no punter, yet I love a racecourse. It is a mystery to me, I know.
Friday night prelim Hawks v Cats A glass of red Crispy soft shell crab and a Thai green curry. Go hawks. image pen, ink and watercolour
I didn’t go to any footy games this weekend but for some reason I feel as if I did, and not one or two games, but many.
…..Not my words; I heard them this morning on the radio in a post weekend sports wrap up. A weekend in which the Tigers went down by a point, Cyril did his hammy and Randwick bore witness to an intriguing public spat. The days are mild, the evenings are cold and the heater needs repairing.
The weekend was taken up with rugby, table tennis, auskick, basketball and one game of footy, all in that order. The number of kids attending Auskick at various parks and ovals around Melbourne is truly amazing. Auskick is the hub of community activity on Saturday mornings and the involvement of all those Dads is fabulous. […]