Hey all,

I’m down in Wales this weekend with Tippers and our mate Rich. We’ve come to surprise our old roadie mate Nigel. When we were in the band years ago, this man basically did everything for us. Drove us, cooked for us, kissed us goodnight and tucked us in to bed. You name it, he did it.

What better way to say thanks then to arrive at his house, drunk at 10:30 pm and smash on his front door shouting “Police! Open up boyo! We’ve got some questions we’d like to ask you”.

It could have back fired however when he opened the door with a clenched fist, ready to smash in the first person he saw. That person was me.

If anyone saw this weeks Isle of Wight County Press (www.iwcp.co.uk) you’d have seen a piece about our beach soccer trip to Italy. My club side, Sandown Sociedad are English Champions and are off in June to compete against the top club sides in Europe. I couldn’t have looked more Italian in the photo. Maybe there is something my folks didn’t tell me.

I’ll let you know if the games are on TV.

Be safe people. I’m going to get royally bladdered today. If I die, know I love you. xxx