Today it is officially scorchio. For the first time in living memory, it hasn't rained at all during Wimbledon's first week. Typical, now that the multi-million pound roof on Centre Court has finally been installed, heh heh.
These are the new Spurs strips for next season. As feared, the yellow chevron thingummy on the chest is in place. I'm not sure I approve, but I dare say I'll come to love it. Do you love it?
One more week at work before the summer break. I'll survive. Somehow.
I'm back Back BACK! I haven't forgotten you, dear old blog. How could I?
The weather is also back. Good weather, that is. Hot and sunny and summery again. Finally. Midsummer (last Friday) was a little changeable, although more clement than last year.
After a busy, rushed spell at work last week, today I had a fantastic day. Truly.
Everything I touched turned out beautifully.
The new Spurs home strip. Supposedly. I bloody well hope not. Ew ew EW.
Tranny and Susannah give it the thumbs down too. Let's hope the football's better than the fashion.
Chanted by Spurs supporters during the win over Man. City towards the end of the season upon spotting Liam Gallagher in the crowd...'You're just a shit Chas & Dave' mohahaha!
I'm blogging on a Thursday. That's almost unheard of. Must be the vino collapso that's driving me to it.
This evening I have been remembering what a tremendous song "The Days of Pearly Spencer" (Marc Almond version thereof) is. I loves it.
Until the next time, dear viewers...
