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Diary - Wednesday 11 June 2003

11 June 2003

Stacy Coldicott is the latest of several out-of-contract Town players to go public with his plea for a new deal, telling the Grimsby Telegraph: "I want to come back to Grimsby and crack on there - but it's out of my hands." Except it so totally isn't, dude, because Stace has been sitting on a new offer from the club for a good week or two and is just waiting to see what else comes in. "I've had a sniff from a third division club and an enquiry from one in the first division," explains the baldy-bonce midlander. Yeah, thought so. And if the News of the World comes good with 50 grand to spill the beans about his estranged TV star spouse, it might help cushion the blow of football's 'new realism', eh.

Speaking of Steph, Cath Martin has emailed to clarify the cake/Tania confusion that yesterday forced the Diary into a humiliating public climbdown. "I can see how a mix-up could occur when dealing with such highbrow viewing," writes Cath, command of irony betraying her non-Grimbarian roots. "Steph failed to answer a question in a game of pass the parcel therefore causing her exclusion from the secret 'games and chocolate room'. The delightful orange-coloured Tania took pity on the losers and smuggled out some cake. Steph was then seen lurking in a corner, where she thought the BB cameras would not reach, scoffing the said contraband. I hope this answers your questions and you can now move on to report on the more mundane aspects of life." Indeed: the Diary's thoughts are already returning to the Mariners, and more specifically the question of whether the nifty surveillance methods that collared Steph might be adapted to supervise Tony Gallimore on Friday nights.

Saloon are a five-piece band from Reading with a string of wonderful singles and one superb album to their name. They combine sweetly sung guitar pop with lulling, hypnotic retro synth noise to create winning, insistent songs that perfectly balance power with subtlety and feel like champagne-flavoured ice-cream on a breezy September balloon ride over sunny French countryside. They are also the reason today's Diary is quite short, because I'm off to see them tonight and I have to go and get sorted out now. If this leaves you at a loose end then why not spend the afternoon listening to Saloon mp3s. You will understand.