Well and truly shoe'd ....

Well that's' a that den. (Said in my best pseudo Italian accent, as it's the sort of mood I'm in.)

What a wonderful day Saturday was. We played foot in the morning, a 4-3 win against the Mighty Irons, then swanned around in three quarter length trousers and pink socks for the remainder of the day. If only the Charlton first team hadn't done the same thing, it may have made Sunday a tad better.

It's a thing about supporting Charlton. They build you up to drop you from a great height. They've always done it, and as far as I'm concerned always will. So you can bus in as many people as you want, as long as they know what they are letting themselves in for. This is a life choice, not like painting your living room yellow then changing it to cream a few years later. You paint your living room Salmon Pink, and you have to stick with it. Even when you become allergic to Salmon Pink and you can't stand it any more.

Oh well, at least next seasons season ticket application has arrived. Added to that I have until 5 May to send it back, everything is rosey in the garden.

Hang on a minute, I have until 5 May to get next years Season Ticket application back. Is that deadline before the end of this season? Yep, you've guessed it. We're already looking towards next season, selling 10k shirts in Arizona, going to the Asian Cup in China because it will up our profile, undertaking 20 million care in the community sessions, and still we play like the Flying Donkeys against a relegation threatened First Division standard team. And when I say Flying Donkeys, I mean Gerry Cottels ones, not Chievo.

It's not big and it's not clever this supporting Charlton. Yep, I'll be there next season, but I may just give the Chrystal Palace game a miss. I can see it now. They need 3 points to stay up, we need er, 3 points to stay 12th. You see where I'm going with this. Just leave it, there must be something better to do? There's just got to be!!!

On another note people do make me laugh. I went to Columbia Road flower market yesterday with my Mum. We pushed and shoved with the rest of the people, but the general rudeness of people is ... well it's laughable. They have no manners, no class. But then that's the society we live in. I'm okay Jack!!!

Another thing that makes me laugh is peoples obsession with other people. Somebody's always got an opinion of me, for whatever reason. I've had my hair bleached blonde. But my hair is pretty much cropped still and my beard is still black. But two different people have still said to me ..


"You look like Abel Xavier ..."

Now he was a bloke from Portugal who used to play for Liverpool and Everton. He had the same skin color as me, maybe ... but have a lot more afro type hair on a high top cut which he bleached blonde. He also bleached his beard and tache. So there we go, we must be brothers, separated at birth. Yep, I don't get it as well ... but hey I'll laugh along with you ...

I was also reading Casino Avenue today and was once again forced to laugh out loud. Moving on past the total condemnation of pubs in Greenwich, yep they are shit but you know that before you go out there, we get into a dieting debate. If I may quote "Dieting's never really been a big concern for me ..." hmmm ... well dieting, shmieting. Surely it should be a concern to everyone what they eat and drink. Just look around at the general appearance of Joe Public. There are fat twats out there, who want to eat and drink what they want with never any thought of exercise. Saying that though the Inspector then talks about the long walk he undertook due in part to make him feel better about not swimming. Good for you Inspector, but one walk doth not a summer make.

I enjoy trying to keep fit. Whether it's dieting, which involves watching what I eat and working out. Whether working out involves playing some football or cricket or legs, bums and tums ... I enjoy it. I also enjoy discussing what exercises I should be doing and what I should be eating with friends. That discussion wouldn't be

"Like being out with a load of girls"

BECAUSE HAVE YOU SEEN THE SIZE OF SOME OF THE GIRLS? THEY NEED A REALITY CHECK!!!

It's about feeling good looking great.

Oh, and Robert Earnshaw woke up this morning feeling good about scoring a hat-trick. That was until he looks in the mirror ...

My tune of the day: Brand New Day - Blaze