Bollocks to this freezing cold weather, relegation dog fights and getting stuffed by division 4 teams, me and Mrs Taylor are off to Florida on Saturday morning. South Beach, the Everglades, the Keys, Miami Heat basketball, air boat rides, wrestling with rubber allegators (and maybe a few real ones) and who knows what other Tomfoolery will occur.
But rest assured, my heart will be at Vale Park whilst we are at 30,000 feet somewhere over Greenland. Actually, that's bollocks. If I my body was on a Virgin Atlantic flight to the USA and my heart was at a football ground somewhere in the Midlands, that would mean I would be dead and don't want that to happen for a while yet.
I will check things out at my local South Beach internet cafe thingy (I believe that's what they're called these days) and if you're very very lucky I may even let you know how things are going accross the pond.
Anyway, I'll have far to much to do tomorrow what with downloading music to play in our Ford Mustang convertable and other essential stuff that this will be my last post until we find our South Beach internet cafe thingy.
See you bums around
Been there(a month ago), done that, oh but i didnt buy the t-shirt.