It’s amazing the effect a football match van have on you!

I went today to Pristfield fully expecting to see Gillingham win the game.

We lost 3-1 and I must admit I am in shock!!!

The walk back to the car with Tom was a walk of silence.

It’s horrible when we lose.

All around us fans were wandering in a disbelief state, or maybe it was a ‘I refuse to believe we are going down’ state! I dunno! Whatever, the streets of Gillingham were quite subdued.

But, hey … It’s only a game!

This afternoon, great friends, Terry and Jo came around for a meal after the football and we had a great time eating, drinking and chatting. Their company put everything in a healthy perspective. It’s good how friends have that effect! If I had returned to an empty house no doubt I would have wallowed in ‘what if’ football thoughts.

And now … now I am sat in front of an open fire, logs burning steadily, with a glass of Laphroaig thinking of the week ahead. There are more important things ahead to worry about than a football match.

Really wish we had won that game though!