Man, I’m beat, I traveled all through the night to get to London for the game today. I got transport sorted at a car hire firm and then hit the road form Scotland. These midday kick offs are gonna kill me…
It was good to be back in London as its been six months since I was there now. I got to catch up with a few good friends and hit a few of the bars I used to love when I lived down here. I ran into some people I would have preferred not to but you always take that chance when you return to old places where you used to live.
The football was good. We lost of course but then what’s now. Its not really about that, its just a chance to get together with friends you don’t see all that often. Long road trips like this give you a lot of thinking time. You start running over old things in your mind that you thought you had long forgotten.
You think you have come to some conclusions by the time you reach home but in reality you have got nowhere. Great to catch up all the same…..good times.