After a reasonably non-eventful week - aside from Liverpool's battling 1-0 victory over the lacklustre Arsenal at Anfield - the time it seems hath cometh. Probably. Somebody called Brackston-Hicks called yesterday and caused some distress. He's a bit of a faker though. Then the doc today told Alissa things are stirring, Berry is getting a bit restless and appears to want out soon. Bets were being taken in my office as to whether I would be "pappa Enda" by Monday morning. Although this would still be ahead of the due date, as I said before, we still kindov expected something sooner........ but all in the kids good time of course. Let this be an indicator of his/her future relaxed but punctual attitude to things. Takes after his Dad.
So then. This is it. This is what its all about. El momento of truth. Weird sensation really. While I accept that we are certainly a pair of very organised people, something tells me nothing can prepare us for whats about to hit us. But as they say here, its all good. Scary. But good.
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Just what we all needed..Another Liverpool supporter...there's enough of ye around..Only kidding..Hope all goes well and shall speak to ye soon..
Oh, i forgot..Robbie needs to lose 2 stone, not a few pounds..I'm sure Mr Neville will get a warm reception over the weekend..
Why would he need to lose weight? WE could have had fat freddie up front today and we'd have won it!!! But of course, the League Cup or whatever its called is all yours.
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