I had to make sure that I cleared my scheduled from 2.30pm until about 4.30pm today. I also made sure that ‘she who must be obeyed’ and the rug rats were not going to be in State House for the afternoon. I’m going to indulge in my latest new past time, watching Chelsea Football Club! They play Wigan, which to me to just sounds like a horrible place, but then again I can’t think of anywhere on that slime infested pukey little island that does sound attractive.
I’ve recently had several visits from the owner of Chelsea and all around good guy Roman Abramovich. He has promised to spend billion in our beloved country, so I figure that the least that I could do is support his football club. Roman has even given me a Chelsea kit, with my name on it!
I know, I did suffer with a few pangs of guilt that I was supporting the national game of those imperialist brigands in England. Then I thought why not support Chelsea, their owner is Russian, their coach Brazilian and most of the players are from anywhere but England. Even the likes of Didier Drogba and Michael Essien hail from Africa. Now I just need to learn the songs that rip on Arsenal and West Ham!