I drove "behind" this bus the other day. Snigger. You wouldn't find a numberplate like this back in Blighty.
As I "speak" Wales are losing to Scotland. At home. Serious...
Fifth round of the FA Cup themorrow and a tricky tie at Bolton for Tottenham. We badly need to start scoring goals (and hence winning, rather than drawing, matches) again.
The weather's turned a bit colder again and is hovering around ten below most of the time.
This week I've been a bit not myself. Maybe I need the Spring.
Saturday. Cold and sunny. The recent snowfall hasn't melted even slightly and the forecast is for continued cold weather. Who'd have thunk it - a real winter in the end?
Mind, it's getting to be a bit of a pain having to scrape the car and wade through all that snow on the way out of the house every morning. It'd be nice to be able to put on some less bulky clothes to go out in too. Spring time seems a long way off right now.
Today the Six Nations begins and hopes are high. Come on Wales!
A tough match for Spurs too - home to Villa. Another six-pointer in the battle for fourth spot and the hallowed Champions League. Let's hope the boy Bentley keeps up his current resurgence in form now he's finally been allowed to play. Maybe Gudjohnsen will figure too.
I've a slight belly ache today. Good job I don't do sick or I'd be feeling sorry for myself. Hope it doesn't turn into anything full-blown. Nothing to do but wait it out. Time will tell...
