Attribute yesterday's tumbleweed around these here parts to my sneaking off to a football match yesterday. Standing around watching your team lose in sub-zero temperatures, having travelled an hour and a half to get there, isn't a great way to start a decade, but in the morning it seemed like a good idea. Especially since a large factor in the decision was to see a couple of friends who are visiting here after having emigrated to a non-EU country seven years ago. And very happy with their decision they are too, unsurprisingly.
The morning had seen the unveiling of Mrs P's 'dreamboy' calendar for 2010. Now that was a surprise.
He is described as ...
An overweight, over-the-hill, nicotine-stained, borderline alcoholic homophobe with a superiority complex and an unhealthy obsession with male bonding
... which is, of course, not in the slightest reminiscent of me ... I'm not overweight.
