Rather than telling people how old I am I’m just going to let you know I’ve hurt my neck this morning blowing my nose.
Very much a three Wispa day today. This is both admission and permission.
Personally I just hope football is the winner, by which I mean us and good triumphing over evil.
Wait for the big reveal; I am the bat
Covid again. Rubbish.
If anyone can bring me back down to earth…
Tickets are like diamonds at the moment
I’m watching it on my own with a box of tissues* *leave it, you’re both better than that
I’ll stop crying if you all stop saying nice things about Brighton.
Before Brighton play their first ever European fixture, I wanted to write about the real fairy tale of this club. This is the story of how a set of supporters campaigned to save what they loved. None of the rest could have been possible without them. inews.co.uk/sport/footba...
Brighton have become renowned for their success on and off the pitch but that is only half of the story. In some ways it is a miracle the Seagulls still exist at all