Afternoon learned gentlemen.
Amongst the daily drawl of working life, a wonderful heart fluttering moment of excitement I experience on a tube/train/bus/rate race walk [delete as appropriate] as I traverse our capital city, is the thought of travelling to some corner of England [or maybe Wales] to watch my football team one coming Saturday or midweek evening.
I do so, in the company of people whom I rarely see, but very much like, often respect and enjoy conversation and debate with. Whereby I can laugh, shout, sing, cheer and be merry without a care in the world. Where I am unjudged and equal. The loose addendum attached to us being O.A.S.I.S, for our one shared love Oldham Athletic Football Club.
I am determined not to allow recent events to ruin that for me. I do however appreciate for varying reasons people may wish to make differing choices. I am equally determined to respect that.
I will however be going to Gillingham on Saturday 24th January and I would love nothing more than to see your friendly heart warming faces there.
All the best,
Andy