No time

Who knows where the time goes, as Sandy Denny song.

There is a theory that it turns into fluff, that you find in your navel. Or is that just if you have wasted your life navel-gazing. As I feel I have done.

Let this be the repository of my negative feelings, down vibes and general neg-headness.

Is that a word? Is worklessness a word?

So, we got another crumb of revenge over Chelski. A dodgy free kick, genius from that infuriating Garcia. No wonder Mourinho was furious. Makes it all the better.

It is not enough to win - others must lose. Now if only MUFC can rain on their parade at the weekend it will be enough for this year.

Question is: Do I want Arsenal to win the european cup? Henry, yes. Wenger, No. Arsenal, no. Annoy Spurs, maybe.