Getting Over England

Can't you feel the profound disinterest in England's World Cup qualification? I don't recall a sense of apathy and general dourness around what should have been an upbeat happy-clappy 'Let's celebrate, we're through!' occasion. In fact, it feels shit.

I noticed that Mrs Tel was looking fidgety, then she told me that she was feeling the need... to plump for a new football ground experience. So, we'll be at the glamour tie of the month on Saturday 29th October as we head for Charlton v Bolton. And, at only £20 for an adult ticket, we might even have enough change to grab a chicken balti pie for Mrs T.

Now, if you will excuse me, I have a letter to write to the F.A.

Dear People at the F.A.,

This England business, it's not really working is it? In fact, it's driven me and Mrs T to bloody Charlton!...