Saturday's come and there's that there football on. We're away to Wolves. The result of today's game won't decide anything, but I'd not be surprised if, come the end of the season, we look back on this game as providing something of a turning point - a win would put as right in the frame with United and Chelsea, one or both of whom *have* to drop points tomorrow. We simply must win today.
Elsewhere it's off to Pucklechuch this evening for the Primary School fireworks do. This should be most excellent fun and there will, I'm told, be hot chestnuts and the like. Party on, dudes.
Right, where's that tea?