This could be construed as having something to do with the fashion shows. But the truth is sporting. Football sporting. Or rather my pallid attempt to be on a football field and playing something like the rudiments of the game.
It was a friendly against the team that won the division last season. They have been promoted and quite frankly I'm glad to see the back of them.
They were just too good. I hope they prosper in the first division.
For my pains I got a bruised cheekbone and somehow a bruised bicep. It was all so frightening when compared to the tennisfest I've been having of late.
Clearly I will have to toughen up if I am to survive the midfield engine room.
The good thing is there won't be as many teams as fast and furious as Saturday's opponents.