In which I go to a football match..

As reward and recognition from work I was invited to a corporate box at a local football game. I've not been to a match before, I don't follow the sport but why not eh?

The food was good, the football was a little dull if i'm completely honest. I could see the butterfly conservation working party bonfire on the reserve from my seat, it looked like they had a productive day.

It was a nice antidote to Christmas shopping in town in the morning, its a miracle I didn't kill anyone. Why do people stop dead at the top/ bottom of escalators?