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Diary - Wednesday 20 April 2011

20 April 2011

Wake up! It's a beautiful morning, a brand new day, a new dawn for a new era! Everything is different, yet everything looks the same. It is I, hibernating Deviant Diary, returning to your lives to lighten the load and brighten the day with a short positive tweak to the news and views following the mysterious affair of Mariners style. No thousand word dissertation today, just sunny delight.

To pass, to punt, that was the question: whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and shallows of outrageous post match radio phone-ins.

Well, wasn't that nice. Mr Shouty and Mr Shorty were smiling not snarling in their matching leisure tops as they watched Town do some high energy dancing; less Wenger Boys more Venga Boys these days, but when you are in the gutter you can only look up at the stars. Ah, such lovely views of the bright lights of picturesque, not picaresque, Mansfield. Ah, such lovely hair on bouncy Dale Southwell - a nice Torresian fringe slope you could ski jump off .

Ah, such lovely views from 10th in the table. You'll have to wait for the official unofficial match report as sister of Butcher is apparently due in for a drive-by sandwich. There are more of them out there?

So why don't we all have a calm down pill and just soak in the sun, or perhaps aestivate so you don't dessicate. Nothing matters this season remember. Let's all be cool and grown up and just relax our way into the long hot summer of love. Make love not loath, man.

See, no links! The impossible is possible.