On my bus route home from work tonight I spotted six prematurely festive houses. With a good six weeks still to go I think the most accurate way to gauge the growing Christmas mania will be to record the mushrooming of incandescent vulgarity on the streets of Worcester.
The Legionnaire’s disease appears to be wearing off. I think it may have simply been a cold after all, even if my cough still sounds like a death-rattle.
It looks like Wigan and Millwall are also interested in buying Darren Huckerby, so he’ll probably play against us at some point in the second half of the season and stick a hat-trick past Greeno.
