SW19's ARMY Posts

And no, that’s not a reference to somebody working on NPL already.

I have to be honest, after the euphoria since Thursday I didn’t expect to be writing about this on the following Sunday…

AKA the morning after the night before.

OK, we still have to get it through Boris, and there are more conditions than a whole week of watching the Weather Channel, but it’s late and I have one thing to say…

… and as Rod Stewart sung in that very song, spread your wings and let me come inside.

So the die is cast, then…

As I can’t be bothered to do a post-Leyton Orient writeup, I’ll open the comments section instead for you to vent. Ardley – god or…

Once again, deja vu strikes…

All’s well that ends well…

Oh dear, that wasn’t supposed to happen.