First thing I did when I got into work this morning was put in a holiday request booking for the 27th. We need every man woman child cat dog goldfish to come along...
Well done girl. I'd say pull your socks up and get your head down and other such phrases, but she already has knee-high socks and a wobbly head, so I guess not...
In a world where Didier Drogba is worth £24m, Rooney must be worth all of that. I hope he goes to Newcastle, just so Man Utd lose out really!
Perhaps we could table a bid, £26.50 plus Dan Harding. Moyes might not spot the fact there's no 'm' on the end of £26.50 and go for it.
Is Ernest worse than FG?
At this stage with FG, we had 17 incomprehensible badly-spelt wind-ups, with Ernest we have 14 tedious wind-ups.
With FG there would be a stream of crap about Dick Tight, with Ernest there would be a similar stream of crap about Magoo. So the facts don't lie, it is...
If I can do it, so can Dean. I was trailing badly in the NSC Decathlon last week, but won the last two events to storm to the silver. Come on Dean, use me as inspiration!
Given the weather at the moment, I reckon most of the games in this round will be draws. While that's good for us staying up, it means we won't retain the championship. But I think we need to be realistic – second or third place is our goal now.
The Guardian have been running a daily pisstake of Sally Gunnell's interviewing technique.
It does seem to be the trend that only recently-retired sportsmen and women get considered for presenting jobs now. It's hard to see how another "for the love of the sport" person like, say, Motty or...
Those the triplets that got a zillion A-grades between them and are all going to Cambridge? God yes. I nearly came all over the paper when I opened that page this morning. I bet there isn't a bloke in Britain who hasn't contemplated a foursome with them today.