OK, OK, so since my last blog Bath City have lost two games and are still winless. Before you all start laughing, can we agree that the new season hasn’t started yet? Is that fair? Good. Then it is agreed, Bath City will start their new league campaign on Tuesday night – against title-favourites Luton Town – in the words of Bubsy the Bobcat “What could possibly go wrong?”

I am off to Weymouth the day after that with Claire for a few nights. As Leeds are also playing Manchester United on the Tuesday, I’ll think I’ll need a holiday to recover, I mean celebrate, my teams’ victories over Luton Town and Man Yoo.

Before the trip to Dorset, I’ll have two days to entertain myself at home. I already have a fun-filled morning planned for tomorrow… waiting in for some engineer to come from BT to try and fix my telephone line which keeps disconnecting my internet connection. In preparation for this, I spent a large part of this morning clearing all the cables behind the TV, where the phone socket is also located. A very brave move by me, especially as that is where all the spiders seem to hide. I didn’t find any eight-legged freaks, although did find a dead beetle (the insect, not he car).

This afternoon has been a lazy one. After my efforts cleaning, I cooked myself a fried breakfast which was eaten at noon, so technically it was lunch. I then watched football on TV – lots of overpaid footballers making mistakes today. I found the commentators to be far too sympathetic and always ready to find excuses for them. If I was doing the job, Sky Sports viewers would be treated to the sounds of me yelling “Wahaaay!” when penalties were shot wide, “What as waste of money” as open goals were missed and “Dig a whole and fucking bury him” as a player I dislike (probably playing for Manchester United) lies in agony on the pitch after a nasty tackle. That is why I work in IT and not for BSkyB.