@Apple fanboy will get this:
Today, Decent Brother reminded me that our favourite cousin - whose younger daughter is profoundly autistic - is celebrating his birthday today, a significant birthday, one with a zero.
He - my favourite cousin - supports Arsenal (as I do), and, as does his older daughter, a lovely, serious, studious girl, (a Biology graduate), and Decent Brother informed me that they were visiting the Emirates today - or, had planned to visit the Emirates today - by way of celebrating his birthday together.
A treat away for a day or so together, something they have done together a few times, but, all too seldom, very rarely, for their (domestic) circumstances do not usually permit this.
A bit surprised, I responded that Arsenal are playing tomorrow night. Decent Brother accepted my explanation with the observation that - these days - he doesn't follow this stuff very closely.
Anyway, - I texted my cousin to wish him well, and expressed the hope that he would enjoy the game tomorrow in the Emirates.
Cough. Embarrassed cough. Very embarrassed cough.
He replied, thanking me, commenting that neither his autistic daughter nor his wife (also a former student of mine, as, indeed, is my cousin), are well, ("I'm confined to barracks most of the time, but, today, is a pet day"), adding that he had hoped to meet me for coffee - this hasn't happened - but that he had visited the Emirates today (not, note, tomorrow), to watch the ladies team at the invitation of his daughter, who has travelled to support them for every game this season.
How brilliant is that? Father and daughter visiting the Emirates in support of the Arsenal women's soccer team?
And father and daughter stealing away a rare and precious day - in a difficult and demanding life - to celebrate his birthday together while supporting the Arsenal women's team?