Heaven help you, here she comes!

Good luck to North London…

…BLISS is at the Emirates for Muse tonight. I think you’re supposed to say “have a nice time” or something like that as you drop Mrs Fallok off at the station. From the heart, what I said was “try to say out of trouble”.

Worrying things include:

She’s wearing DLL’s Converse trainers (on loan). These, apparently, make you jump up and down uncontrollably.

The pulling shapes thing she did when discussing the pros and cons of Dizzy Rascal.

Her natural, beautiful, lack of inhibition.

Her denial. About any limitations whatsoever about her sense of direction.

A first visit to the Emirates…

…get there early, have a good look around. It’s a truly magnificent stadium. Up to the Arsenal management and board to start building a bit of history now. In terms of winning things. Eh? Guys? No more excuses?

Gotta love the game

Test match, England playing New Zealand, Southee batting, Finn bowling. Joe Root, at short leg (helmet, fielding pads, in the line of fire good and proper – the position is nicknamed ‘boot camp’), and Root gives it a bit too much gob, but, obviously whatever he says it’s funny, because Southee pulls away, but is plainly laughing his head off.

In the context of two international teams going at each other hell for leather, the ability to play with a smile, let alone laugh out loud, is remarkable.

How’d you describe that shot Nas?...

…Asked Sir Ian.

“A good old-fashioned mow.”

“I think you’re spot on...”

After a pause:

“…and a good one, too.”

That’s the beauty of a moving ball game (snooker, golf, darts, they’re all down to just you, and you’ve a long time to think, no-one’s rushing you) like cricket, football, rugby, there’s always the natural hand-eye thing. Always an element of bat-hit-ball as well as the more technical aspects.