To the surgery last Monday, with a heavy heart
, to drop in this month’s prescription requests. One major benefit of the pandemic has been that Ossie has been able to duck the ritualistic confrontation of the Annual Medical Review for the last two years
, but the bird’s time is rapidly coming up, and he suspects that next month’s prescription paperwork will demand he undertakes said Review before being issued with any more horse-tablets
. Hopefully Ossie will be able to do it on-line, but won’t be able to avoid the tell-tale blood tests, etc.
One concern is that the Ostrich resembles (thanks to lock-down home baking and no exercise) a fat turkey these days
. So I popped into the pharmacy over the road:
“I need a new pair of bathroom scales, please, when I stand on them these days I can’t see the little spokes to read them
, so it had better be digital.”
“Yes, we have some in – any preferences?”
“Preferably one which lies, or at the very least is economical with the truth.
”
“OK, well there’s one at £9.99and one at £14.99.”
“What’s the difference?”
“Well, the £9.99 one is pretty basic, but the £14.99 one has extra bells and whistles; it calculates your BMI and tells you how much you’ve over-eaten
.”
“The £9.99 one, please.”
Job done, the Ostrich took it home and the results of the first weigh-in were pretty horrific .....
“Oh gawd, I’m heavier than Hank the Tank.”
“Hank the Tank??”
“You know, that bear in California that keeps breaking into people’s homes for food.”
“Well, you will keep raiding the fridge,” said Mrs O, unsympathetically.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RrnKjjfHFw4So Ossie is now, inevitably, on a crash diet
. Nothing can be eaten outside the hours of 12 noon and 6 p.m. In between that, the bird is allowed two bowls of soup. No cake, no bikkits (especially KitKats
), no toast, no peanut butter. A miserable existence, but it seems to be working; the Ostrich has shed half a stone in 6 days
! Half a stone to go …..
Saturday, and another visit to Slaughtergate as, in the current climate, there seems little point using up petrol travelling out of town when there’s a noteworthy game on your doorstep ….. Bradford-on-Avon RFC was a club on my “Must Visit” list pre-Covid, but I had never got around to it, so it was an ideal opportunity to finally knock them off today, admittedly away from home.
North Dorset 2nds and Bradford were 3rd vs 4th in the league at the start of the game, although neither side had much hope of overtaking the two front-runners. North Dorset, again employing their ground game, opened the scoring after 13m, but Bradford-on-Avon quickly replied, both tries unconverted.
An unfortunate incident occurred after 19m, the visitors’ no.14 breaking out of his half to eventually score under the posts, but the home touch judge flagged for a foot in touch. The referee didn’t realise this until he’d awarded the try and the Bradford place-kicker was teeing up for the conversion. So the play was brought back. If this had been a soccer match, we’d no doubt have had 11 players surrounding and screaming at the referee
; the Bradford captain merely had a quiet word with the referee about it before play resumed, and his team responded in the best possible way – 5 tries in the next 14 minutes!
The incident was quite close to me – my instinctive reaction was that the call was a bit iffy, but these things happen so quickly, and as a spectator, you tend to be concentrating on the player, not the touchline …..
Bradford-on-Avon quickly realised that North Dorset were defensively lacking in mobility and particularly vulnerable to attack round the outside on both wings. With an interval score of 10-34, the home team had nothing left to play for apart from pride, and they did manage to cross the line 3 times in the second half, but Bradford more than matched them. Full marks to Bradford-on-Avon, they played extremely well and took their chances – no arguing the result today.
Meanwhile, on the top pitch, with a slightly later kick-off time, the 1st XV were hosting Blandford, league leaders vs second, everything to play for, and I was able to follow the action in both games. In the Six Nations, when Scotland play England, there’s a side-issue – the teams also play for the Calcutta Cup. Same here in this Dorset version of “El Classico”, the two teams were also playing for the Badger Cup! I have no idea what this obsession with badgers is in this part of the world
because you rarely see them, they’ve been hunted to extinction, but then again, not everything is exactly black and white ….
Now this was an extremely tense affair in the first half, in which North Dorset gradually pulled ahead; a 16m unconverted try, a 23rd minute 25 yard penalty (get the points on the board – sound tactic in a game like this) and a second try on 31m - with a fortuitous conversion bouncing over off the far post - gave them a 15-0 half-time lead. They increased this lead on 60m with a close-range dive-over, American Football style, but the game wasn’t yet won, not by a long chalk.
Blandford regrouped and put the home team under immense pressure throughout the next quarter. They got on the board with a converted try after 64m and laid siege to the North Dorset line, having at least two potential tries chalked off – one held up, the other brought back for an infringement. With time running out, they secured an unconverted try to make it 22-12, but a North Dorset interception then put the game out of their reach and a fifth home try sealed it at the finish.
Riveting stuff; North Dorset had to play out of their skins to win this one, and Blandford were well in contention until the final two home tries put a gloss on the scoreline. North Dorset are now 9 league points clear of Blandford with three games to play; the title is now theirs to lose.
12/03/22 - Tribute Dorset & Wilts 2 Central (Level 9) (14:00)
North Dorset II RFC 27 – Bradford-on-Avon RFC 60Admission: free
Programme: none
Refreshments: chips £1
Attendance: 57
Tribute Dorset & Wilts 1 South (Level 8) (14:30)
North Dorset RFC 32 – Blandford RFC 12Attendance: 287
That brings the current run of rugby games to an end; back to soccer next week, all being well.