Be scared; be very scared!
Well…
Sooner or later the mourning has to end.
I’d rather that there had been no cause for mourning in the first place but…
That wasn’t to be.
Anyway, life goes on and….
So should Breton Diary!
Even though I’ve got this horrible feeling that there’s another 9 months of misery ahead of me as Spurs gamely try to lose every match they play!
Still, that won’t be quite as traumatic as losing a father (I hope – but then, with Spurs, you never know!)
The picture above shows my brother and sisters (well, some of them, anyway), the day after the funeral!
My brother is no doubt smiling because he is a Chelsea (sarf Lunnon scum) fan and probably knows that Chelsea are going to thrash Spurs (and everyone else) all through the year!
My sisters are smiling because they are Girlies and, as a result, really haven’t got the faintest idea what I’m talking about when I’m talking about football!
And, you know what?
Being a Spurs fan, sometimes I envy that ignorance!
Wouldn’t life be easier if you didn’t know that your team was going to humiliate you at every opportunity?
