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But the gin in the fridge

5 November 2014

Booooo. Hurststs out. Why we playing John-Lewis? He's crap. Boooo. Oh wait, what?

What a difference a month makes, hey guys? Tunes have definitely been changed. Your London Diary here and what a nice little day to be a Mariner. Your mighty mighty Grimsby scored at Braintree last night for the first time ever, securing an away win on a cold Tuesday in Essex. Yes, it's games like these that win leagues, but it's also wins like this that are just normal wins. Keep that cigar in the locker – there's a long way to go yet. We currently sit second but them below us have a fair few in hand, so sit tight and keep your seat belts on. It could be a bumpy ride and there will almost certainly be turbulence and tears along the way.

I remember that horrific Tuesday a few years ago when we were battered by said Braintree and poor old JT sounded like an advert for a Swiss clinic. We're still in the same league and we're still playing Braintree but for the time being the sun is out. Pop on your sungoggles and dance.

I'm sure there will be a match report soon, so I won't talk much about the game for fear of stamping on toes, but by all accounts, it was a scrappy affair with a card happy loon as a ref. [Er, we meant to ask you to write the report, actually, London Diary... oops – Ed.]

I think that's all you're getting from me today as, well, there's not much to moan about. What I did enjoy last night, though, was the ridiculousness of the Premier League. I hate modern football.

A quick heads-up: I'm going to be spearheading a new campaign to have a green keeper jersey at BP. We did it with the socks, so we can do it with the shirts. I love the new purple one, but I would love to see Macka (not Macca) wear a green jersey, Batch style. Gonna do some research like a good boy. If you have any info, send it through. Up the Mariners!