Easter is magical. Always has been. Four days off work. Free. Not missing nuffink. And its lovely. Relaxing.

Couldn’t play tennis yesterday due to rainage. Then Mel & I went for our ‘walk’, got half way up the road and it started raining again. Turned round, came home, turned on the tv. Well, I did, ‘she’ went to sleep.

And there was no sport. Worth watching. Not a thing. Rugby league from Tasmania. Darts from Kiev. Wrestling from Ethiopia. So I flicked. And I flicked. And I came across a channel showing ‘Supergirl’. Oh. I love a superhero. Even when its a gel. Batman. Superman. Iron Man. They’re all ‘men’. Or man/machine/alien hybrid type things. So Supergirl. And its a really unusual and unique story…

Her planet, Krypton, was exploding, so her parents devotedly put her in a pod thing, to save her, and sent her to planet Earth where a lovely family adopted her as ‘one’a their own’ and brought her up as a normal little middle American miss. Other than her ability to pick up an entire train, lorry, house or airplane. And she became a journalist, hiding her secret behind a pair of silly glasses.

So nothing like cousin Clark Kent then. No, nothing like that at all. Totally different from Superman, other than a slight similarity in their names. But cousins can have similar names, can’t they? Even if the name is ‘Super’.

Supergirl’s brilliant. She fights baddies. And wins. (see: super-powers, above). And she has friends, some of whom know of her ‘alter-ego’ and some who don’t. And a bitchy boss, wonderfully played by the still delicious Calista Flockhart, even though she’s had some work done and some of her face no longer functions to the full Ally McBeal extent.

And when it finished there was another. Then another. Then another…

It was Supergirl day on Sky Whatever. So I fell asleep too. There’s only so many baddies you can watch get their comeuppance. Even when the superhero is wearing a very short skirt.

Then more baddies; the Germans. Playing football against Spurs. Sorry, against England. Watched about 10 minutes of that then fell asleep again. Then woke up as we had people coming for dinner. The Germans went 2-0 up, then Spurs came back. First Harry Kane, then someone else, then the winner, in injury time, by Eric Dier. Man of the Match: Deli Alli. Danny Rose played a blinder. Made me proud.

I love international friendlies.

Happy hypocritical Sunday

A xxxx