It's going to be a long night, as l am getting picked up at 2.30 am to head to work, then off to Newcastle Airport for a trip to Corfu for a week. I've just been packing my gear, and no doubt l will have left something behind, but as long as l've got everyone's passports, tickets and money, things will be fine (they foolishly entrust me to take care of everything).
I think l may be a bit hot in the outfit above, so l may have to re jig the old suitcase and stick in something more suitable.
(It's actually Oscar Wilde, aged 46, in 1900).
See you suckers in a week - l'll be back before you know it (and in time for England's second game).