They started to be mean to me last night. It began with a message on WhatsApp after full time yesterday. Then today one of my colleagues talked about drinking Newcastle Brown Ale while wearing a Spurs necklace honouring her dead parents. It was wrong of me to tell her to F off (I did apologise after). Even the Chelski fan piled in! My only consolation is that our old manager has left, who also supported The Scum. If someone had told me that we would finish in fifth place after our beginning to the season, I would have taken it. But we had the chance to finish in fourth and also above The Scum. It may still happen, we have had last day escapes before. But I doubt it.
Today is the big day. Three GCSE papers in one day. I hope that my daughter does well, all my wife can do is cross our fingers and pray. No matter what happens, we are proud of her.
