Chesterfield away

Hey. It’s been a while. But this is a live blog post written… well… now.

Wow.

We’re on a fast train on our way North to Chesterfield. Why? Because Sheffield United are playing a friendly game there today, and when in Rome (the UK), and this is your only chance to see the Mighty Red And White Wizards at work, you pull out all the stops to get there.

Our half of the journey is going well, but the other party (my dad) meeting us there has been plagued with repeated ridiculous delays. Missing passengers on his plane. Missing air traffic controllers at the airport. A man sleeping on his train. A carriage that wouldn’t couple.

He’s got the match tickets.

But we’ll be there on time and ready to go.

Despite the image above, the weather is looking rather threatening, with heavy showers – plenty of flooding out of the window already – and strong winds, but it doesn’t matter. I checked in Google and apparently the “people” of Chesterfield discovered roofing a couple of years ago, so we’ll be dry at least.

Meanwhile, Sigur Rós is providing a very decent soundtrack for our big day out.