Day 517 - 23rd August 2008

For some reason I can't explain, a feeling has come upon us all that the holiday is slowly grinding to a halt, which it is, but it is still nonetheless interesting that you can almost smell that it's nearly time to go home. It's probably purely psychological, but I wonder sometimes if some things do change towards the end, like small things things in our behaviour that we subconsciously pick up on, which in turn makes us feel a certain way.

Anyway, it's all very deep and complicated, and far far out of my depth - for all I know I could be talking tripe, but it does seem to make some sense to me. Some.

So, there's been a nineteenth gold medal for Britain today in boxing, our brave lad apparently got awarded some penalty point in his favour because his Cuban opponent bit him in the chest. Honestly, the things our brave boys go through to bring gold back home... It's the final day tomorrow and I should think that the UK is pretty pleased with its recent upturn in the precious metals business, let's hope it carries on to London 2012.

In other sports - STOKE WON! That's right, a last minute Sidibe header meant we beat Aston Villa at home 3-2. Following a crushing defeat away to Bolton last week in their first premiership game, the second match went somewhat better. Again, they've already matched Derby's win record of last year, who only one once the whole season - let's hope the potters keep it up and stay in the big boy's league for next year.