World Cup; Thames2

We all love the World Cup, don't we ; with its faux-nationalism; how many red cross flags did you spot on St. George's Day?.
What I'm beginning to enjoy is the way teams are beginning to play to their stereotypes; for example the Germans, seem to always switch on when a tournament arrives, they play as a machine without fear and consequently improve and do well.
The Italians, love a tackle and counter attack, but get upset when losing.
 The French have plenty of individual ability; but generally dislike team play. They are suspicious of everybody, including the manager, who interestingly has already announced he is leaving after the tournament finishes, not surely a good omen.
The Dutch, also have plenty of talent, but like their flaming orange shirts, have a low boiling point and a penchant for self-destruction.
The English? They get moody and injured and miss their premier league kit and thus play below their real form.

What I find disappointing, this year is all this serious  game analysis from the studio experts. Where has all the humour gone?  We deserve a laugh, don't we? At least ITV has the adverts to save them, even if it is a combination of cars, booze, and  betting ( hardly girl friendly).
Who needs those pointless half-time BBC reports from the English training camp, with up to the minute news of further injuries. Why it's enough  to drive a person to drink!

Those aforementioned  experts are clearly missing the Premier League; well cheer up boys, the new season's fixture list is released this Thursday.

Changing  the subject,  today  I ventured out on the Thames Path from near the source at Kemble village and journeyed  as far as Neigh Water Park,
The trail wound its way along narrow  pathways, across fields lush with grass; while all the time keeping close to the banks of the infant Thames. It was fascinating to study to study the flow of the water; which appeared  in places, choked by vegetation and virtually dry; whilst at other sections a strong current could be seen.

At one point a weir was viewed.

Later one could see the embryonic river starting to form.

My final destination today was a lake near the entrance of the Neigh Water Park, the largest expanse of water seen.

Finally on my return I espied this family of swans, on the baby River Thames.

A fine memory of the walk.



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