The boy Bowman ... Blackpools finest?

It's actually quite laughable the things that happen back at young Claires house!!! At what point did the boy Bowman get caught up in this garb? That must have been when I was outside watching the drug bust, or down the chicken shop. Or maybe it was when I was outside marrying Poppy and Trevor ... answers on a postcard.

I'm actually tingling at the moment with the thought of the Footie season upon us. A trip to Sunderland is winnable, but this is Charlton ... and if you remember when we actually went up first time, the Saints of Southampton came calling thinking the same, and were sent hone on the wrong end of a 5-0 scoreline. It's a long way to Sunderland for a crap performance. It's a long way to watch us huff and puff in a 4-5-1 formation ... you know that's what will happen. But I'm still a bit tingley.

I sat down to watch BB last night, and think the show has gone on a couple of weeks too long. It's not even interesting viewing. Watching Makosi, Eugene, and Craig take it in turns to ball. All we want is someone with some balls to stand up.

supposedly this Friday is going to be a scorcher ... so it will be flip-flop day around South London.

My tune of the day: Testify - Romanthony