Watching the Euro 2024 football tournament

So I was happily stationed at my favourite back of the sofa vantage point when Gail rudely told me I was blocking her view of the football on telly, and would I please get out of the way. 

I refrained from pointing out that if she ever thought to acquire a TV with a screen bigger than a postage stamp, it really wouldn't be a problem.

Instead, I turned around to watch the France versus Austria action for a minute or two but, you know what, football (soccer to my readers in the USA) really isn't my thing. 

Soon I retreated onto the other sofa, and stayed there for the remainder of the match, deploying my full range of 'Nobby at Rest' poses.

PS To preserve the peace in this household, I am refraining from any discussion of games in this tournament involving my team (Scotland) or Gail's team (England)...

Cultural heritage: a whole new ball game!

At the end of our Sunday walk around the Castle Fraser estate in Aberdeenshire, Gail wanted me to 'pose nicely' with our friends M and J in front of the historic castle.

If you are thinking that I wasn't entirely cooperating here because I was admiring the fine architecture of this elaborate 'Z plan' structure which dates back to the 16th century and perhaps earlier, you would be mistaken. 

More interesting by far was the prospect of demonstrating my footballing skills and thus living up to my famous (OK, famous in England, among people aged over sixty) namesake Nobby Stiles.