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Diary - Thursday 28 September 2006

28 September 2006

There isn't any news today, so it's a good job we have three emails to keep us going. The Diary is currently gripped, furthermore, by what is hopefully the tail-end of the worst hangover since France's 2002 World Cup campaign, so even if there were any news I'm not sure I'd make much of a job of reporting it. Over to you, then! Ooh, that exclamation mark hurt my head.

"Dear Diary," writes Loughborough Mariner, "I'm not sure I agree with you on the 'move Belle Vue to the east coast brick by brick' as it's one of the few grounds left in the Football League that makes Blundell Park look palatial!!" Ow! "Still, there may be merit in your suggestion: if they bring the refreshment stalls over then at least we might get some of the marvellous pie and mushy peas they dish up there. Perhaps we could have a pie debate on the Diary (if I've not already missed one!). The best football pie I've ever had was at Norwich, but that was many moons ago. Mmmm, it's making me hungry just thinking about it!" I'm not sure I could keep anything down just now, Loughborough, but in the Diary's book Deepdale is the place for pies: chunky, well filled, and with an excellent choice. Email diary@codalmighty.com with your football/pastry preferences, people.

Dave the Engineer's email puts football in perspective. "After sitting thru Saturday's non-event I decided to attend another one on Tuesday: no, not the match - the Labour Party conference. Demonstrating for a pension lost 10 years ago when the company went bust, our march was ignored by the press, who can only report on Tone's farewell. On returning to dear old Louth after consuming some fine Jennings ale near to G-Mex, I am now concerned that when I eventually retire, with no pension, there will be no team to support either. Booo Rogers booo Blairs booo pensions." I'm sure all Diary readers will sympathise with the plight of their fellow Townite, who is one of thousands of workers thus robbed by governmental ineptitude and corporate greed. If John Fenty moved to 10 Downing Street, Tony Blair took over GTFC and a tree fell in Weelsby Woods, would anybody notice?

Today's last word comes from Pat Bell, who wishes to draw our attention to a sale of club merchandise to be held at Darlington's big empty ground just before their match against the Mariners tomorrow night. Reporting the event, one Darlo website uses the headline Massive clearance sale at DFC. "Sure there must be a joke in here somewhere, but I can't find it," reckons Pat. Well, it's a pity we're looking for a pun around DFC and DFS: had it been Shackleton's, we could have observed that Darlington have over 20,000 chairs to choose from.

That's it from me for the week, but come back tomorrow for Guest Diary's guest Diary - and whatever happens at the DFC showroom, don't let it get you down. I'm off back to bed. See yers! Ow.