The omens were not good on the Wednesday morning as Daddy BRAPA arrived at BRAPA Towers for the long drive down to Coventry. My fifth Hull City game of the season, my record so far reading :
Played 4, Won 0, Drawn 1, Lost 3, Scored 1, Conceded 6, Points 1. (the goal was an own goal when 3-0 down so even that wasn't worth celebrating).
So the last thing we needed was heavy traffic in York preventing Dad from reaching me for half an hour, then he temporarily lost his phone, then we had to follow a hearse all the way out of town. The rain came down heavily and was unrelenting. Every motorway we joined found us accidentally merging in next to massive lorries, with logos like 'Please Turn Back Now Limited' and 'The End is Nigh Solutions' emblazoned across the sides. The visibility was poor, the surface water treacherous.
Trowell Services gave us much needed respite ......
|Hot cross bun, red leicester, spiced otter and hot tea|
|Scouting for new mascots (in the days before Pedro the Plum solved our problems)|
I picked us up a couple of Lucozade Sports on special offer, and a big bag of wine gums, and if you think this detailed travel, food, service station & football comment sounds suspiciously Blackpool Jane-esque, I'd just like to point out no quirky museums were visited in the making of this blog.
|Excuse me waiter, there's a wee Irish man (WIM) in my Bass|
|Can you spot the sleeping #Pubcat ?|
|"Up the Roll!"|
|Photo taken by rain|
|Photo taken by me|
|'Pie and pastry punch up' I'd pay to watch that. Do you remember Mary Berry's BRAPA cameo?|
|In the ......|
|City of ..... (go on Coventry, say the word)|
|"And there's no better otter than Keane Lewis Otter, not even Tarka ohhh noooooo"|