LES Fox
Active Member
I woke up late today, tough week at work coupled with the long drive back last night I guess. After a strong coffee and shower, I decided to pull on my 03/04 black away shirt, unworn since we were relegated that season. The rest of the family went out at lunchtime, the girls having a swimming party. I went shopping and decided a curry was in order for tea. Sky Sports news on the TV, Talk Sport on the radio, I assembled dinner whilst keeping track of the scores around the country.
I've now turned the curry to a slow simmer, turned off the TV and Radio, grabbed a beer and sat here in silence on the sofa, the house empty. I can hear the distant drone of traffic and bird song in the garden, I don't really know how long I've been sat here. I've just taken another long hard pull on my beer, feeling the alcohol begin to bite, looking out the window focussing on nothing in particular, I begin to cry.
Inverting the happiness, you are the Jonathan Wilson of TB.
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