Busy "sporting" weekend, yesterday it was Dundee Utd v DAFC. Obviously I'm part of the away support watching two actual sleeping giants of Scottish football whilst eating a reasonably good pie. Sadly both teams are sleeping in the lower leagues at the moment and likely to remain that way for a few seasons. Naturally we should have won being one up after sixty minutes or so, however they got a last minute equalizer in the ninety fifth minute ... so we wuz cruelly robbed in other words.
Today I attended the British Touring Cars races at Knockhill (in my best wellies), also the Porsche Carrera Cup and various other types of wacky races. There was mud, blood and a few spills across the track. It was wet and windy one moment and sunny in that awkward thundery way we seem to get these days, so that made all the racing pretty exciting and eventful. It's the second time this summer I've been up there to spectate and for those over 65 it's a pretty reasonably priced day out if you like sniffing petrol and being deafened by high revving engines. A proper guilty pleasure I suppose these days (and you can easily over indulge in coffee and doughnuts as the cars flash past).
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