Just as I ran out of topics I knew about, the Flow air quality monitor came in to my life. I’ve been interested in very little since. So I find myself heading in to London Paddington on the cast train and I can see middle aged men in t-shirts. They are blue one’s with stars on. And all I can think of is that there is a football team who won the World Cup more times than I knew. I haven’t been paying attention, so I’m guessing that’s right. They wear them in the same way a politician or a football chairman would. Sometimes, over their normal clothes, and in other occasions over a formal work shirt. Perhaps it’s to make them look bigger than they are.

This train is a new one. It makes me wish I’d travelled in to the smoke more often than I have this year – which is none. The good news is that I’m here now. This is a moment in history that I don’t want to miss. I’m sure that I’m not the only one. I’m also sure that there will be many people with different views to the old football supporters. But I find this a little strange. Wouldn’t they want to support the really great team? They have loads of stars.

I think this is going to be a strange local derby. All normal rules have been suspended. The only agreement is that there is a location, and only one team is invited. However, other teams will turn up, and so will the police.

The blue shirted people seem quite nice. So far that haven’t started singing any songs, but I’m happy to report that they haven’t started drinking yet. Maybe the odd G&T will get them going, but the risk of limited public toilet access would make them think twice.

I’m almost at Paddington, so I’ll pause for a while.

Four days later……………

I never got to see any of the match. There were too many people there, and they were all very nice and in a good mood. The highlights looked great on TV.

Time will decide whether or not we stay in the top division, or score loads of own goals to get relegated and ply our trade around the world.