Refuelling at Warwick Service Station consisted of consuming a slightly below mediocre, grease induced, Double Whopper. After that filled a space, the Squashed Fox team prepared themselves mentally for the long trek up to Lancashire. The sat nav predicted four and a half hours give or take. The prospect of a long journey up a rain soaked motorway, whilst squeezed in with luggage and equipment, was about as appealing and exciting as an Alex McLeish press conference. This blogger’s groin has been causing him havoc for the last few weeks. Unfortunately this has caused him to miss a title run in for his 6 aside team in the prestigious Shenfield league with such illustrious teams as ABC Cabs and Bas Boys. With this in mind, the prospect of having a heavy bag on top of his lap for the mini odyssey up to Blackburn would undoubtedly do more damage to the aforementioned dodgy groin.
The atmosphere was gritty to say the least. Nevertheless, Luther Vandross came on the radio and the tension was eased. There seemed to be light at the end of the tunnel. The introduction of Luther seemed to speed up the journey. The news that SW19’s favourite Hawk, Rufus was found alive and well only added to the new found optimism. It was pleasing to hear that Rufus will be up to his old tricks in no time, patrolling the sky around Wimbledon whilst scaring off Pigeon’s that may disrupt British Tennis’ showcase event. Before we knew it, we were close to Blackburn. However the motor was eating up petrol like there was no tomorrow. Another stop, another service. This time at Charnock Richard Service Station where half a ton’s worth of petrol was consumed in order to get us over the finishing line of the M65 and onto the A674 Blackburn West.
Sid Perch
Squashed Fox Team
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