I sat on the bed on my wedding night, full of anticipation. I could hear my new wife on the phone in the bathroom. "I don't know if I should spit or swallow." I heard her say to her mate. F*cking turns out they were booked in for wine tasting next week.
It might only be temporary, but it's lovely to see 'City's last 7 games . . . . Won 1, drawn 1, lost 5 (that's 115 which is a familiar number for those who have been cheating the system)