Football...

Ahhh, football is back! It's been AGES since the European Cup, so thank goodness the domestic season has started. Match of the Day is back on BBC1 (how ITV must have laughed when the screen went blank during the first match), players are transferring left, right and centre (adios lil' Mikey), and Sheffield Wednesday have won two out of three games - both wins away from home, and today's a veritable 2-4 goalfest! Could this be the beginning of the return to greatness? Suffice to say, I am really missing Hillsborough... the pint before the game and at half time, the delicious Balti Pie for the second half and the head-holding in despair.

I'm going to start watching Hibs from next Tuesday's cup game against Aloa, as I'm told they are Edinburgh's answer to the Owls... civilised, upmarket, gentlemen from the right part of the city (near where we live of course), unlike Hearts who are apparently the Blades of the city - scumbag 'neds', one and all. What is a ned? I've had two explanations: 1 - non-educated delinquant; 2 - naer-do-well. And we all know what this means, don't we.

The festival is brilliant, we've seen 5 shows so far (Rach is out watching a 6th at the moment), and I will be writing all about it very soon.