Love 'em. Especially the one with his head up his arse. Footballers do make me laugh though 'Ooh, i've twisted my ankle, quick get the stretcher' - delicate flowers aren't they?
After an 18hr labour where my insides became my outsides I gave a lecture on labour and the joys of motherhood - not a stretcher in sight. I crawled on my hand and knees to the hall.
The real chuckle brothers threw a bucket of paste over my head once. It were dead funny...
And in other footy news - I can't believe that we only drew with Manchester United yesterday. Shocking.
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