Saturday, June 23, 2018

Over-optimistic Scot

It's not often that I end up crying with laughter but today Léon came out with a classic...

Driving home from school and suddenly Léon, completely seriously, comes out with: The best Scotland ever did in the world Cup was in 1954. They came second, you know!

 I lived with Dad for twenty odd years and I was absolutely certain, even with no access to google as I was driving, that if Scotland had ever made it to the World Cup final, dad would have mentioned it every four years, in true England-1966 fashion. I knew for certain, as all Scottish people my age do, that Scotland has never advanced beyond the group stage, but Léon was adamant. He was willing to concede he might have got the year wrong but it was definitely either 54 or 58!

 So I checked wikipedia...


Group 3[edit]

Main article: 1954 FIFA World Cup Group 3
TeamPldWDLGFGAPts
 Uruguay2200904
 Austria2200604
 Czechoslovakia2002070
 Scotland2002080
  • Uruguay finished ahead of Austria on drawing of lots
Uruguay 2–0 Czechoslovakia
Míguez Goal 71'
Schiaffino Goal 84'
Attendance: 20,500
Referee: Arthur Ellis (England)
Austria 1–0 Scotland
Probst Goal 33'
Attendance: 25,000
Referee: Laurent Franken (Belgium)
Uruguay 7–0 Scotland
Borges Goal 17', 47', 57'
Míguez Goal 30', 83'
Abbadie Goal 54', 85'
Attendance: 34,000
Austria 5–0 Czechoslovakia
Stojaspal Goal 3', 65'
Probst Goal 4', 21', 24'
Attendance: 26,000
Referee: Vasa Stefanovic (Yugoslavia)


TeamPldWDLGFGAGAvPts
 France32011171.574
 Yugoslavia3120761.174
 Paraguay31119120.753
 Scotland3012460.671
  • France finished ahead of Yugoslavia on goal average
France 7–3 Paraguay
Fontaine Goal 24', 30', 67'
Piantoni Goal 52'
Wisnieski Goal 61'
Kopa Goal 70'
Vincent Goal 83'
Amarilla Goal 20', 44' (pen.)
Romero Goal 50'
Attendance: 16,518
Referee: Juan Gardeazábal Garay (Spain)
Yugoslavia 1–1 Scotland
Petaković Goal 6'
Murray Goal 49'
Attendance: 9,591
Referee: Raymond Wyssling (Switzerland)
Yugoslavia 3–2 France
Petaković Goal 16'
Veselinović Goal 63', 88'
Fontaine Goal 4', 85'
Attendance: 12,217
Paraguay 3–2 Scotland
Agüero Goal 4'
Ré Goal 45'
Parodi Goal 73'
Mudie Goal 24'
Collins Goal 74'
Attendance: 11,665
France 2–1 Scotland
Kopa Goal 22'
Fontaine Goal 44'
Baird Goal 58'
Attendance: 13,554
Referee: Juan Brozzi (Argentina)
Paraguay 3–3 Yugoslavia
Parodi Goal 20'
Agüero Goal 52'
Romero Goal 80'
Ognjanović Goal 18'
Veselinović Goal 21'
Rajkov Goal 73'
Attendance: 13,103
Referee: Martin Macko (Czechoslovakia)


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Monday, June 18, 2018

World Cup sweep stake

Primary three have decided to do a world cup sweep stake and it's sooooo cute to watch. This time last week Amaia had never heard of a sweep stake, or of the fact that the world cup was on, but all that has changed since Wednesday. Amaia came home and announced that some sport thing was on and her teacher had pulled everyone's name out a hat and you didn't get to choose a team! She, of course, being a Danish national, had assumed she'd be assigned Denmark, so couldn't quite work out why SophieK had been given them! When asked who she got, she replied 'That P-place Charlotte has been to' - Panama, it turns out as that was the only P place we could think of that Charlotte had ever been to... She's so switched on, she seems to have managed to memorise who everyone has drawn, so we are no longer currently watching Panama-Belgium but rather me versus Max. The weekend saw Blair draw with Callum and Aayan draw with Mrs Aikenhead, etc.

Half way through the Panama match, I'm suspecting Amaia's interest in this tournament might be cut short at the group stage. Oh dear! I guess she can then go on to cheering on her friends.
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Sunday, June 17, 2018

Glasgow science centre



There's nothing quite like a sinister sky to set off a photo. Here's a wee something snapped on my phone while walking along the Clyde yesterday. Cool!
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Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Charlotte at 18



There's no denying my first wee girl is no longer a wee girl. She may be shorter than her brother who is six years her junior but there is a reason she and her big brother have taken to sharing ciders in the local pub when she visits him in Edinburgh.

Gone are these two tiny people who were my first babies. In my head this was taken last year, or maybe the year before, but in reality it was fifteen summers ago...

Amaia was so impressed yesterday, when Charlotte finally shed the jeans, t-shirt and Vans in favour of an evening dress, high heels, curled hair and make-up, though she did stick to her guns on the 'there is no way I am paying £37.50 to have my nails done' front - that's my girl, stubborn to the end.

She looked upon her in awe and wonder - a look that says 'I am the girl who is lucky enough to have the real life Rapunzel from Tangled as my very own big sister!' And she refused to let go of her arm!

Anna looked on more hopeful than awestruck. I could definitely sense she was daring to wish that in just seven years time when she is attending her high school leavers' prom, she hopes to have grown a little and lost the puppy fat that is plaguing her early puberty.

Childhood really doesn't last very long, does it?
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