And if I were ever going to apologise to the mister for laughing at him for taking out SACA membership thereby fully denying our working-class roots, firmly flagging his membership of the corporate class, and at the same time spending rather a lot of money on something from which he can get only minimal participation, then this would be the time.
Because he can get a seat at the test and I can’t.
But I wouldn’t be able to find a babysitter anyway.
Just watch it at home on TV… where the air conditioner is.
yes, I know, but it’s not the same…really, they should have sold the tickets based on some kind of credentials waiting list…how many years have you been going to the cricket and so on. Not that I’m bitter or anything.
Can’t you take turns?
I don’t think so. The membership card has your (well, his) name on it, and I’m hopeless at telling fibs and trying to get into places I shouldn’t be.