Saturday April 1

Into the caff for fried breakfast with the boys. How they keep open charging £3.80 for 4 slices of bacon, 3 sausages, 3 eggs, 4 rounds of toast, hash brown, tomatoes, beans & mushrooms I’ll never know, but while they’re still there …..

Another good result for Forest on Saturday, despite the curse of the manager of the month award and the dream is still alive. The best bit about being an optimistic lad is watching other, how can I put this politely, more pessimistic, supporters suddenly turn round to your way of thinking.

As the results came in, one after another, I don’t think it could have got any better, good results for Forest in League 1, Derby getting well & truly hammered, Leicester losing at football & rugby and a cracking result for Elgin in Scotland.

A couple of pints in the BpitW on a Saturday afternoon can only mean one thing, the kids are at their grand-parents.






Down to the Grovesnor for an early start. Exmoor Hound Dog tasting very nice.











Up to the Forest Tavern with the most expensive taxi ride in history.












A short stroll to Fade followed by a quick one in the Lincolnshire Poacher.

Can you tell an interesting anecdote that doesn’t start with the phrase “When I was in Australia” ?

Condoleezza Rice pulling more spectators on her visit to Blackburn than normally attend Ewood Park

How far can a normal man swim underwater ?

A quick look around a very disappointingly redecorated Golden Fleece (won’t be going in there again) before a last one in The Orange Tree (formally Russell’s).

I don’t do the all-day sesh thing very often any more, town pubs don’t have the same draw for me as 15-20 years ago, and 7am on Sunday morning I got a stark reminder of exactly what revenge my body has on me when I subject it to unusual punishments.

Damn you, dehydration.