20:20 Blurvision

Our first win in six outings, and by the narrowest of margins - the odd goal in five separating the sides after ninety minutes. Lordy, I wish I was a football correspondent. With United down to ten men at the break, few would have wagered that the bottom side in the league would have prevented Hearts from adding to their tally of three goals in the second half. But despite their numerical advantage blahdy blahdy blah. Here's a blurry shot of Reilly 'clean through on goal.' Aye, he missed.
A day of little activity, mostly spent indoors, but the maw's memoirs were moved on a bit. I've been getting a bit of indigestion now and again, no surprise after weeks of imbibing and some less than healthy food I guess, so the cook rustled up a delicious clear spicy soup with prawns to send me off to the football. Beezer!
After footy, a goodly crowd did gather to take stock of the year. Including those we have lost, from Denis Healey to Lemmy. But we could only think of one female - Cilla! Help!