A little over half way through January. The unbelievable amount of snow that's been here has dissipated somewhat with a few days of (barely) plus degrees. Now what's left is huge, shrunken snow drifts everywhere with intermittent, completely friction-free, glassy areas which conspire to make old women of us all as we hobble fearfully along lest we end up on our arses. Come on Spring, I'm ready.
Spurs nearly pulled off an audacious loan move for Becks (so-called "King of the Cockneys" as one memorable banner read a few years back, haha) but it has ended up as merely a few weeks of training with the club. Still, on the plus side we beat Chelsea (!) to the signing of Pienaar from the Toffeemen. Hopefully, he'll bring a little versatility and verve to the midfield in the coming months. Very much everything still to play for on all fronts at the moment.
Also...last week my dentist cleverly tore my gums by one of my wisdom teeth, which has left me in pain and on antibiotics. Bah.
