Superbowl Day! Big whoopie doo!

 Superbowl Day! YAWWWNNNNNNNN!

Did you know that there are 51 players in an American football team?  We used to be happy if we got 13 to turn out for a rugby game (yes, there were supposedly 15 players on a team back then plus, something I've never experienced, a reserve or two).  Super Bowl XXL kicked off at 6:30 pm, I think and so the only possible thing to do was to go out to dinner where there would be no television - more on that in a second.
The day dawned beautifully clear unlike yesterday's fog so I resisted the temptation to go for a pee and then hit the sack again and got my arse into gear.  #1 target was to get my daily 5000 steps under my belt somewhere other than the beach so it's off to Brookgreen Gardens - https://www.brookgreen.org/ .  A lot of the old slave-time equipment is still there, a lot isn't.  So I walked around for nearly 4 hours enjoying the sights and trying not to think how little fun those who'd built the place probably had.


There is Spanish Moss hanging off every tree which gives the place a bit of an eerie atmosphere: I also lashed out on the 7 day pass and will wander along one evening and enjoy the "pretty little lights" (you have to be English and really old to understand that reference https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-hYIGte7fBs )
Not a lot of uphill stuff but it was getting pretty hot by the time 2 pm came around so I followed the circuit road back to the car park and was delighted to see my Subaru looming ahead of me with its supply of water and tepid sandwiches.
That deserved, to quote Jeremy Coney yet again, a good energetic sit pretty much until dinner time.  I'd contemplated one of the restaurants on the waterfront but even at 3 pm their carparks were packed and I suspect the Super Bowl was looming large there.  No thanks.  So a plunk on the guitar got done as it has every day - too knackered to try anything challenging so I mangled some Grade IV stuff.  The building is pretty soundproof and the sea provides a lot of white noise so no complaints from the neighbours.
Dinner was a Chinese buffet - I really didn't feel like being waited on and the nosh was very good without being spectacular.  At least it was hot (except for the chocolate chunk ice cream, a huge favourite in Kowloon, I hear).  I'm intrigued by my fortune cookie - I did extremely well from one of those many years ago...
Today's accidental finds on the internet were the BBC's Blott on the Landscape which I don't think is going to do the book justice and Beyond Our Ken on the radio (the source of many of the cliches I utter).  Oddly enough, I failed to find it by googling "Manifesting himself" which was a recurring cliche in the program.
Nearly a full moon tonight and it's over 60 degrees outside so, if I can persuade my legs to stand up, I will take a zero percent beer out there.
More anon.


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