Stomach pains today, taken to the Heath tonight, after the shambles of a game obviously, appendicitis. They’re trying to sort a surgeon out to whip it out sharpish, don’t want a Sean Morrison scenario. On my own in the waiting room due to the obvious, missus had to bring me up in the car, lovely birthday evening for her, and it’s mine tomorrow. The only bloody day of the year that she’s a year older than me and I’m in bloody hospital. Fantastic NHS service though, God bless them.