Home sweet home...

So today we arrived back home from our Spanish break. By the time we actually arrived home it was 4am, & we were very tired. The bed was calling, fresh sheets & all; a lengthy sleep required.

We got up around 11.30, & I couldn't help but think; "this time yesterday I was sat in La Tahona with a frosty San Miguel & a pork & cheese baguette" - holiday blues had well & truly set in.

It was off to Portman Road in the evening, for the visit of Crystal Palace. I'd been to the reverse fixture earlier in the season; a midweek game in which The Eagles thumped us 5-0. So I was well & truly hoping we'd get some sort of pay back here.
We started poorly, but soon got in to it; chants of "dodgy keeper", "what's the score", & "we can see you sneaking out" accompanied a 3-0 victory for the super blues, all washed down with a half time pint!

Holiday blues - well and truly swept away...