Shit the bed, it’s cold back here in Blighty! It’s been cracking the flags in Oman – we’ve been cooking omelettes on the pavement, that’s how hot it’s been! Did I mention that we won the tournament? I did? Sorry folks – it’s easy done! Anyway, here’s my latest batch of musings. Keep warm and see you soon. Ali. x
- I suppose I’m going to have to get used to warming a bench again now. Bah humbug – why can’t Shiekh Yerbuti and Hellboy (Baz’s labeling – not mine) go for Jussi rather than Shay Given?
- Todd Carty? An ice dancer? HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!!
- Jessica Taylor? An ice dancer? Who cares, as long as she stays in. Yummy biscuits.
- Rumours of a return to the dreaded 3 day week? Jesus – what is going on? Not that it bothers us footballers, who baulk at working a 2 day week, but even so – not good. Not good at all.
- Bullard to Hull? For fooks sake? What’s going on there?
- Obama, Obama, he looks like a llama. You trust me – that’ll be his mantra before too long.
- The devastating Belgian crèche incident last week. What the hell is the world coming too? Absolutely sickening.
- Hurrah for the return of Shameless. Top quality television. I think Kaka must have watched a couple of episodes before turning City down…
- Ali’s gag of the week: 2 bald cats get on a bus and sneak upstairs without paying. The conductor chases them and says ‘HEY – WHERE’S YOUR FUR????’
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
- Good old Supernatural has returned to ITV2. I know it’s a throwaway show meant for lasses but I bloody love it.
- Speaking of supernatural, ITV’s Demons? That Mina Harker lass could tinkle my ivories any day of the week. But don’t tell Mrs AH, for Christ’s sake…
- Paul Merson – still a feckless gobshite. I thought he might have changed whilst I’ve been away. Or lobotomized…