....Championes, championes........

So that's another season over, my beloved United on top again, Liverpool knocked off their perch, and a European Cup Final to come...bring on Barcelona. My only disappointments? Blackpool went down and Wolves stayed up.

To be honest I'm still absolutely exhausted after last week....and I wasn't even observed or grilled.......I can only imagine how my colleagues feel.....in fact I know how some of them feel because their fb staus's are littered with sore throats, rashes and spots, aching joints etc. In fact I've got a cracker of a spot on my hooter...the Boss says I'm run down.

Fishing today was dreadful, same venue as last week so I used the same bait, tactics and approach......and came seventh! We had howling wind (again) and humungous squalls of pelting rain at regular intervals of between three and ten minutes,for the full five hours, four brollies were broken, a pole ws damaged, every one was fed up and miserable and I must have fished like a twat person who didn't know one end of a rod from the other.

And it's not going to get better this week, the Boss is back to her normal job after the 15 month project she was managing came to an end.......and she's back on shifts......and the next four days are night shifts.........and I don't sleep well when she's not there with me.......so I may well resemble one of the undead by Friday morning.

Never mind....it's half term next week and we only have Dad and the Sis visiting, a party to arrange for everyone to meet Charlie and the normal humdrum day to day things.............oh!........ and another three night shifts next week!

Das vidanya moy padruga.