Polo and Posh Portaloos
On Saturday, a friend and I attended an event which was an afternoon of polo and then a meal.
Anyhoo, the two amusing things prompting the title.
Firstly posh portaloos. They had hired the poshest portaloos I had ever seen. The sinks were bowls on a raised dais. They had motion sensor activated taps. To dry your hands there were no paper towels – only small disposable towels to be dumped in a bin and presumably washed afterwards. You don’t see these at T in the Park.
Anyhoo we then retired to an afternoon of polo. A game I had never seen played before. I can’t imagine why I played football as a kid. All you needed was a ball between 20-odd of you. For polo the entry-level requirements are a bit less – 2 horses and one of the eight of you to have access to a flat marked out area the size of three football pitches.
It was quite fun to watch for the first half, got a bit boring towards the end, but that was due to the play rather than the game of polo itself.
The commentator was highly amusing, some of the phrases that I remember were:
Joe’s riding Sue hard from behind to stop him playing with Bob
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And he’s just stepping down to examine the horses girth…and seems happy with it
The game was Scotland vs South Africa so hearing And you can know that only the white man is allowed to do that
sent a shiver down my spine a bit even though they were referring to the jersey colour.
There was a meal afterwards. Starter was excellent on the second attempt (fish was first), the sweet was an amazing cheesecake. The main was cold steak with a large blob of fat in the centre. All in all a fun day and it was all free for me so I’m not complaining at all.