Day but not Graham
OK so the result was right but the manner of the win leaves me merely with the satisfaction that Arsenal robbed an FA Cup win. Much of the game they defended but won on penalties (a bloody miracle in its own right). Much of the morning spent in town last minute holiday clothes shopping. Monst goes round picking clothes for me, it's like being 8 again and shopping with yer mum following a prolonged bout of shopping for cotton bras. Cal and I hang around during that phase like traditional blokes. Me I spot the plus side of being with Cal, at least people don't think I'm there perving at the undies. Usual brotherhood of the bored blokes in the clothes shops applies. Wry smiles, nods of heads etc. Back home and park myself in front of the cup final. The ref was man of the match. It was that sort of a game. I even feel sorry for the Manure fans on the basis they was robbed. Meanwhile Monst packs. A week away from going and she packs, how sick is that?










