Boxing Day at the Bridge
December 26th 2008 I don't just get up for anyone after only four hours sleep, so lucky I had Frank Lampard to coerce me out of bed on Boxing Day morning. That and the fact that it was the best weather we'd had in a long time - perfect for watching football.
Hair of the dog and all, the first thing Joel did was to get back on the leftover champagne. Actually I lie. The first thing Joel did was call me about five
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