Oh deary me, I hit peak wanker yesterday, I went to a food festival. What have I become? I don’t mean to be a total killjoy, but there’s something incredibly vulgar about heading into an event that sells £9 Kobe beef burgers that are so small, they’d look like half pounders in Santi Cazorla’s hands.
Man, Wednesday already.
Oh yeah, been hitting morning runs this week. Feeling pretty pumped. You know how it is, I need to be up, experiencing mother nature in the early morn whilst fuelling my dream of slipping into one of those new Arsenal shirts.
Puma invited me to meet Nacho Monreal yesterday to celebrate the launch of their second home kit. I don’t normally like to get too close to players, it’s a bit like giving names to farm animals…
However, I have to say, it was a total pleasure. What an absolutely top bloke he was. His English was excellent, he was affable, he went above and beyond to give us well articulated answers and he seems to really be behind the club.