There was me thinking I'd do some work on the new album today - I'd totally forgotten I was going to Glasgow for Hearts v Celtic in the Scottish Cup semi-final.
An enjoyable game but rather unfortunate for the Jam Tarts in losing a goal in the first couple of minutes of each half. They fought well though, came back with a stunning goal by Cesnauskis and controlled the game for much of the second half but it was never going to be their day alas.
The reports of the play were overshadowed by media hype re the non-observance of a minute (well 23 seconds actually) of silence for Pope JP II. They reported sectarian chanting during the 23 seconds but I only heard booing and jeering to be honest - although some of the songs being sung during the match by both sets of supporters were definitely sectarian - but that's the nature of football crowds in a country divided by religious bigotry (which I think may well stem from the stupidity of denominational schooling and enforcing religion, rather then the study of religions, in schools).
It's only a game though and it was pretty stupid to hold a minute's silence for a religious leader..what a coincidence that only one half of the bigotrous duopoly had a game during the official mourning period.
Silences are getting well and truly out of hand.
Back home we had a get together at Anne's mum's house for her brother Keith's birthday. He's just a couple of weeks older than me and has found his niche, as it were, with his new partner Maureen - couldn't have happened to a nicer chap!! Much cake was consumed and alchohol drunk in his honour....
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