The super six were Alba 0 Pegasus 6, Accenture 1 Athletico Chips 1, Hayes 2 Lewes 2, West London Phoenix 1 Kurd Stars 1, Hillingdon Borough 2 Bury Town 1 and BNP Paribas 2 Eastern Promise 2.

Alba’s crushing defeat in the London Football League’s Spring Cup came on an evening when their goalkeeper was still at home as the game kicked-off at 6 o’clock.

He had thought it was a 7.30 start. Pegasus didn’t need any more encouragement and ran riot, scoring with almost every shot at goal.

Pegasus", of course, is a famous name in non-League football. The team formed from Oxbridge students by Harold "Tommy" Thompson in 1948 – he said they would beat any amateur team in the country – won The FA Amateur Cup twice in the early 1950s, playing before 100,000 crowds at Wembley. Dad saw them beat Harwich & Parkeston 6-0 in the ’53 Final, which just happened to be the same scoreline as last Tuesday at the Rec.

I went to Hayes v Lewes on Saturday, with the former desperate for points at the bottom of the Conference South and the latter looking (I thought) to consolidate their place in the play-offs. But I read in the programme that ground problems will prevent any promotion this year.

Nevertheless, this game had a cracking second half, with Hayes scoring twice in the last five minutes to grab a point.

Sunday began as it normally does, with "The Barber" joining a queue for a tube ticket behind fifty tourists, none of whom could speak English or had any idea where they were going. My morning game, eventually, was a Chiswick & District League Division Three fixture at Ealing Central.

There was no score for an hour; then the Kurd Stars’ ‘keeper, wearing a baggy tracksuit with a hood, was finally beaten. The Asian players were finding it hard to compete physically with their opponents but their skill level was high and they managed to conjure up an equaliser near the end, just after three crows had ambled onto the pitch.

After that I took a tube from Perivale to Hanger Lane, walked to Park Royal, took another tube to Rayners Lane, another to Ruislip, then walked about two miles to Hillingdon Borough’s ground for their Vase semi-final. A crowd of 723, more than ten times their average, saw Boro book their place in the Final with a 2-1 win in extra-time.

The chap in front of me in the stand was certainly enjoying it. Leaning back in his seat, he said: "It doesn’t get much better than this. I’ve got the sun beating down on me, I’m eating a lovely burger, I’m watching a football match and my team is winning". I think we’d all like some of that.