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Diary - Wednesday 8 December 2010

8 December 2010

The original Mr Diary normally pens a few paragraphs for you on a Wednesday but he has gone to London (to see the Queen I expect). So here is what there is today from me again, your Guest Diarist.

And there isn't a lot. Despite weather forecasters trumpeting a thaw arriving Thursday there is so much packed ice in and around the stadium, and such a paucity of fan volunteers to help clear it, the chances of Town resuming their playing career against Redditch in that FA Trophy thing must be less than even.

As ever Town groundsman Mike Phillips has a plan involving a JCB and the leaving of three or so inches of snow on the pitch until the thaw arrives. And then going hell for leather to shift it. But the surrounding streets are in a right state. There is a rumour the match will go ahead without the Main Stand being open - I'd expect the crowd to not go far over a thousand wouldn't you? But we'll have to see.

Meanwhile, a tiny bit like a copper examining CCTV footage on the tele, I spent a bored few minutes after yesterdays diary trying to spot Lewis Gobern in the murky film-noir the SNOS released showing the Town indoor training session (see yesterdays Diary). I couldna spot him. Gobern, whose nose was reportedly broken in a training session spat (with many gossipy fingers pointing Ridleywards), has not had a good time of it since joining Grimsby.

And they're having it a bit rough on Corro too - so rough that last nights episode was unrelentingly grim as cast members plucked lots of useful looking lengths of timber from the rubble and surprisingly little else. Now, I've got to leave you because Mrs Guest says there is what looks like a snow avalanche about to slide off our front roof and, at-best, nastily surprise, or, at-worst, kill some unsuspecting pedestrian on the pavement below. Quite what I am supposed to do is another thing - anyone got a grappling hook handy? See yer.