Come on everybody. Sing along now. A mole digging in a hole Digging up my soul now Going down, relegation Ashley and I in the sky You make me feel like I can die So low, relegation Relegation Relegation Relegation

My obsession with notices and signs in lavatories continues. Has it really come to this ? ‘When should you wash your hands ?’ ‘After your hands have become dirty.’

Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to get a ticket to the Emirates on Tuesday night so here is my match report culled from my stream of inane drivel on identi.ca. Preparing for the big game… ‘My wife just gave me the shock of my life. She said ‘We may have a big problem here.’ Thought TV was bust. Turned out son ’lost’ his PE bag.’ ‘Saw a couple of Gooners on way to Emirates. Lowered car window and shouted ‘Manchester, Manchester, la, la, la’ at them. They waved back.’ ...

A lot has been written about Chelsea’s recent exit from the Champions League to an injury time winner from Iniesta at Stamford Bridge that dumped Chelsea out of the competition on the away goals rule to Barcelona. Inevitably, there has been much discussion about the controversial penalty incidents, the quality of the Norwegian referee, the behaviour of some Chelsea players during and after the match and even ridiculous talk of a UEFA conspiracy. ...

You see - I’m really wasted in IT. I really should be in pre-sales or on ‘The Apprentice’. I thought I’d return to my minimalist roots and change the theme on this blog. If you’re reading this in an RSS reader, no need to click through and leave a comment telling me ‘I use an RSS reader so I don’t care about your new theme’ because I already know. If you think ‘Hey - this theme is simply a blatant rip off of Russell Beattie’s blog, I’m going to run and tell him’, don’t bother. I already know and so does Russell.