Hi all. My my, well I survived. And for those of you who don't know what I survived exactly I'll explain a bit more. As you all know I'm involved in a regional snooker competition. When we reach the end of the season, as we do now, there are always a couple of postponed snooker games to be played to fill in the blanks in the results charts so to speak. Yesterday evening we had such a game, but the difference between this game and any other was that we played both the home and visiting game on one night. This means that in the begin of the evening we had no less than eighteen frames of snooker ahead. The usual snooker night starts at eight a clock and lasts until about eleven, give or take. Last night we started at seven (or would have had the snooker center owner been in time ...) and it took us right into the night. Needless to say this is not the kind of lengthy evenings we have every now and then so to me personally it was quite a marathon. And that's just like it feels today, like that marathon ...