It was fun while it lasted, but hey, that's life. It's just a shame that all good things come to an end.

I would like to thank the inestimable Alex Boughton for his help and support.

I would like to blame in no particular order: Tony Blair (for no reason other than I think the guy's a bit unhinged.), That man who was in charge of the Pop Star TV Show, an immense prick, though granted not a great deal to do with this. People that feel the need to punctuate their speech with ", you really get on my tits. Line Dancers, I'm sure it's all well and good in Wyoming or ever, but you don't see cow pokes called Hank from Arkansas Morris dancing, so why Nigel the quantity surveyor from Basingstoke feels the need to wear silly boots and what is a borderline criminal shirt is really quite beyond me. Folkestone Invicta Football Club, everything you do is proof that you are the spawn of Satan, and you always have that slightly overpowering aroma of fish, it isn't pretty.

On a serious note, I would like to blame King Harold, he started off great in the first leg against the Danes at Stamford Bridge, but his performance against the Normans at Battle was a absolute f***ing disgrace. I paraphrase Alan Hansen:

" Och, well, Harold has left his zone and taken the low ground, that's a huge mistake. The young Frenchman, William, has  pulled the defence round, and that's really one in the eye for Harold. Shocking defending, shocking, you can't expect to make defensive mistakes like that in a big European match and not get punished."

Bloody Hell! That's more than's been written for the last six months.

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A.J. Hickey,

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