Never got to Borehamwood. The fair weather fan in me has struck again. It did rather throw it down this afternoon and the fact the kids were off to a party meant that I had the inviting prospect of some quiet time in the house alone. Predictably I sleep probably the entire time the match was on (and the kids were out).
We won 3-0 with a sublime Marlon King strike the best of the goals.
Still debating whether to go to the Buzz tomorrow. I really haven't got any money. I can't really be bothered with the Watford crowds on a Sunday but for a reason I can't explain I feel I'm being drawn there!
