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Diary - Monday 6 December 2010

6 December 2010

Ed Milliband's poll ratings went up when he was on paternity leave saying nowt to no-one apart from "coo-coo-goo-goo" to his new offspring. The criticism of Neil Woodses has died away too, bar the last odd tired curses from the recalcitrant messageboard few. The Town world is in hibernation and going stir crazy from the unremitting cold and the absence of football. Your Guest Diarist tried to cheer himself up at the weekend watching Plucky Scunny on the telly. But even they got stuffed.

These last ten days have seen Lee Peacock in his best ever form for the club, mark my words. The Telegraph hasn't run a single Town article today. A news search on that internet for all things Grimsby Town produces a solitary picture of fish, chips and mushy peas on the superb new official website. I studied it for minutes. Nice piece of haddock, but not enough chips and you know somehow the meal is not hot enough. But the peas look nice. However, the table is crowded - a la Little Chef-crowded circa 1979. Too much cutlery, flowers, flags, sugar bowls and all sorts. No, not liquorice allsorts you fool. That's for tomorrow's daydream.

But we did get a letter. Richard Lord replied to my request for information on Qatar - his mother confirming my suspicions: "My mum says Qatar isn't even a country - apparently it's an inflammation of the mucous membranes causing a stuffy nose, which she gets from time to time, so I don't see how that can stage a World Cup."

Meanwhile the Town squad are training indoors at Play Sport. I bet Lee Peacock scores a hat trick. See yer.