… it sort of reminded me of a catchy little political chant from the 1980s. It started with “Maggie” and ended with “out”.
But just in case some poor soul strayed here tonight expecting Sixer’s Sevens and Poyetry in Motion, the game is off. “My garden shed” comes to mind when thinking about a bit of wind but the decision was also influenced by conditions around the Etihad and travelling to it.