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Diary - Friday 21 April 2006

21 April 2006

Hello all, Miss Guest Diary here - looking forward to some Friday night football. I know this goes against Cod Almighty policy, but I have two very good reasons. Firstly, it is traditional before an evening game to indulge in some excellent fish and chips at a local Cleethorpes emporium and, secondly, I get to conform to the female stereotype and go shopping on a Saturday afternoon. Since I've moved to Lincolnshire - otherwise known as "the sticks" - opportunities for shopping are few and far between and must be grasped with both hands. Little did I realise what I was giving up in moving here from that London. To put it in footballing terms - and I find these days it is possible to put most things in those terms - it's like watching Andy Parkinson and thinking longingly back to the days of Nicky Southall.

Talking of longing, I watched the DVD of the Auto Windscreens final recently - oh Wayne and those beautiful flowing locks passes. But interestingly, I'm sure I spotted a very young-looking John Fenty cavorting about in Trafalgar Square or some such place. So maybe this whole chairman thing isn't just a macho power trip after all.

Last night Ceefax helpfully advised that, should Town lose tonight against Cheltenham, Carlisle would be promoted and Cheltenham would secure a place in the play-offs. It didn't mention what would happen if Town win, and I won't either for fear of being accused of poultry enumeration. I'll just remind everyone that tomorrow Leyton Orient are away to Lincoln who, Cod Almighty's very own statto has advised, haven't lost at home since October. Come on you Imps!

Team news is that Macca and Newey are out and Luton's Michael Reddy is 50/50 - well, with hair like that I'm not surprised. So could this be Glen Downey's day to shine - he might even get himself listed as a contender for player of the season on the official site. Rumour has it he is already the front runner for the Cod Almighty Teacup.

Meanwhile, Russ seems to have given up on the team altogether as he is "looking for one final push" from the fans. Given the funereal atmosphere in the Pontoon for much of this season, I think that means we're stuffed. Talking of stuffing: bring on the fish and chips but don't bother with the mushy peas - I'm still a southerner at heart. Cheers!