So a long weekend was in front of us to go to murrayfield for the Calcutta cup. Not the best of starts to be told our train ‘wasn’t happening’ by a gentleman who was to customer service what genghis Khan was to UN peace. A stop at Carlisle for an hour to await our bus replacement was boring. The bus journey was filled with drunken whistling, singing and not by us though.
After a lovely meal and good night’s sleep we made our way into Edinburgh where we went for a curry.
a slow walk to murrayfield ensued and the atmosphere was fantastic. Anthems sung, the game began. Error strewn, it just didn’t ignite for me as a Scotland supporter, so I will wait another year.
A damp walk to the Caledonian brewery and a couple of drinks made for a long but thoroughly enjoyable day.
Here’s hoping our return journey fares better.
As always a great time spent with Debbie and another rugby memory!
My little life 