You used to take your watch off before we made love...

...you didn't want to share our time with anyone...

Today is a beautiful, sunny, late-Summer day. The air is warm, but has the scent of Autumn about it. Lovely.
The Berbatov transfer saga rumbles on, with just a few days of the transfer window left. Can he really be relied upon to make an effort if the deal falls through and he's stuck at lowly Tottenham? Bah. Hopefully there'll be some developments. Soon.
Today I'm at home. Convalescing.