wooah just back from watching cambridge progress to the 2nd round of the FA cup. tight well contested match at the abbey saw aldershot take the lead against the run of play late in the first half after the mighty U's had squandered a host of chances. it looked marginally off side and this provoked a stream of abuse at the ref and linesman who frankly had a poor match. after half time it seemed set for more of the same until boylan equalised - then on came leo fortune-west to out muscle the keeper and send the ball dribbling over the line.:D 2-1 and we probably deserved it but it was a good advert for the conference and a great atmosphere (not sure the ref and linesman and the away keeper would agree though..)

friday night spent in the dreaming spires with my american cousin, his 'missus' and her friend (brought along for my benefit) - latter was v nice but not my type and not - to be honest - the bouncing muppeteer so i enjoyed the evening but romance was not on the agenda. he and i talked a lot - about politics, work, religion, our shady pasts and love.. something he seems to have a problem with. mad if you ask me because his girl is lovely. i ended dreaming about her (no not like that..) and woke worried - initially - that she and i had shared ' a moment' (if you will) and that we were somehow plotting a life without him. none of which was true but hey, if he continues to play fast and loose with her affections and she gave me a call id be crazy not to go for it. i like him a lot more after yesterday he is really a v nice man and i hope they work things out - his problem is his roving eye and his attractive personality - not the worst problem to have i suppose.

now im home and have fed the rats - not terribly upset it seems to have been abandoned for 36 hours - and i just want to curl up, open a bottle and get something to eat. a night of tv and sleep beckons methinks, before a day of wood clearing and rat cleaning tomorrow.