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I don’t know about football coming home, but I do know that John is home at long last. They finally did some blood tests and agreed he could be released with a suitcaseful of drugs and strict instructions to watch what he eats and drinks.

He is delighted to be home of course, but anxious about what to do next. “We can’t keep going on like this,” he said. I wasn’t sure how to answer, really. Not sure what we can do to change things up. I think suggestions on a postcard might be in order.

So John’s day was one of waiting and hoping; and mine was one of lounging about. I had a rubbish night’s sleep. No idea why, but it felt like I slept very lightly all night and was aware of my surroundings for hours and hours. Irritated that I awoke tired, I resolutely stayed in bed until eleven o’clock instead of getting up and getting on. Once I was up, I did a few chores, and then decided to watch tennis for the afternoon. Thus my day passed.

I spent a little bit of time chatting to the ol’ man during the day and hoping that it would all come good sometime this afternoon. As it turned out, it was almost seven o’clock before he said, ‘Come and get me’. Well, that was a relief – at least it wasn’t eight o’clock. And so we were home in time to nip to the ‘Offie’ to buy some beers and watch the footie – which put us both on edge. Our nerves could hardly take it.

Regarding the state of play in the country, we are still watching with bated breath how high the number of people infected with the virus will go. After the crowds at Wembley – sky-high, I should think. And today’s figures suggest it’s not exactly under control.

32,458 people with the virus today; 33 deaths in the community; 12 deaths in hospitals on 5 &6 July; 386 people admitted to hospital in the last 24 hours; 86.5% of the adult population inoculated with the first dose of the vaccination, and 64.5% have had both doses.

And in other news….. here’s a happy man!! 2-1. Get In!!

Take care everyone – enjoy the footie on Sunday? Hope so. God bless.