Alright, alright....

I know you're probably saying, "What the hell, Connie - you expect anyone to keep reading this blog if you don't bother posting to it but every few weeks?"

Well, my personal life lately has been a bit hellacious, which is part of what's kept me away. But my refuge from that - *this* (i.e., our Redmen) - have certainly given a lot of joy, haven't they? And with joy comes even more distraction.

And what a wonderful two weeks full of distraction!

I won't bother recapping too much because if you don't know, you've far more important things to be doing than reading this (like coming out from under that rock?!).

But in summary:

• Twatted Real Madrid

• Said goodbye to Coco

• Twatted Manchester United (and made Fergie look like a raving lunatic in the process)

• Signed Rafa to a new five-year deal

• Drew the oh-so-familar-by-now Southern Bluesh*te in the Champions League

• Saw the kids through to the FA Youth Cup semifinal (again!)

I'd say life is pretty pretty pretty good!

I've let you - and myself - down as everytime I'd had a few minutes to start a post, something's come along to put me off. And I can't even do much for you today as I'm trying to wrap things up before catching a flight to Manchester this evening.

But I promise (!) when I return I'll have some stories to share. Big ups to The 11th Street Kopites - will miss you Sunday but will make my own noise from the Main Stand (albeit way the hell in the back of it).