11.15 on. Saturday Morning and I’m laid on the settee perusing this fine website and thinking that I should be getting ready to go to the match and get to town and go and meet my mates for a few beers before the match.
Instead the young un isn’t with me until tomorrow, I’ve managed to evade a trip to IKEA with our lass because her best mates wants to go with her as well, and I’m well and truly at a loose end until I meet at 4 to go out for a few drinks.
Even after all these years I still can’t get used to having a football free Saturday in the middle of summer, how is everyone else finding it?