What a week it’s been:
Monday – well, Mondays are just Mondays.
Tuesday – hospital appointment in the morning. They’re going to take out the plate and screws in my ankle as the screws are now working their way out (I can feel 4 of them and wearing socks/boots HURTS). Then in the afternoon I had a driving test…which I passed 🙂 I can now LEGALLY drive…Of course, the best thing that happened on Tuesday was the Carling Cup Semi Final, second leg between the mighty Spurs and the scummy arsenal – the first leg at the rubbish dump ended in a draw after we played them off the park and they were so lucky to get a last minute equaliser (I still maintain it was a handball by Walcott). Anyhoo, the second leg was at White Hart Lane and we once again played them off the park – humiliating them all through the game, scoring at will and coming away with a huge 5-1 win (6-2 on aggregate) that ended our 9 year hoodoo against them. That sets us up for a final at Wembley against Chelsea.
Wednesday/Thursday – Down in Bristol doing onsite testing…this always means loads of beer, ditto food, and ogling the lovely ladies. In theory anyway, the reality was the hotel was in the middle of nowhere and the pub appeared to be run by snotty nosed teenagers with no idea. At least the food was good (I ate far too much), and the beer was cold (Stella Artois, AKA ‘wife beater’).
And here we are at Friday…the weekend looms (still have to really celebrate)
Sunday sees Spurs travel to Old Trafford to play Manchester Utd. in the FA Cup – after tearing apart arsenal, I’m confident we can win this…