I’m a sinking ship. I’m in a flat-spin panic today thinking I’ve just thrown away something really precious to me. I’ve walked away from the Spurs and the dog shit hill mob. How stupid can I be? They’re all so important to me.

BUT on balance, the good things about being here way outweigh the bad (and missing the Spurs is the only real bad). After we’d got home this afternoon and done a little chore in pursuit of the grand plan, I was a bit listless, having spent another tearful hour trying to find a way of saying what I wanted to say but without seeming either completely stupid or really cheesy….I think I probably got it wrong on both counts but it’s posted now so that’s that.

To try to calm myself down, I wandered out the back, up onto the top of the wall and watched the wabbits playing in the field behind the house. It was comfort and DM helped when he came and gave me a bit of moral support.

If truth be told, we’d not have renewed our season tickets for this season, had the house sale happened three weeks before it did. We’d literally just had our season tickets arrive in the post when we got the news of our sale. It was only because we were committed that we tried to carry on as normal this season. It was always a hopeless situation. Still, a few folks have benefited from our tickets when we couldn’t go to games so that’s a positive. We too have been a part of a fabulous season for the Spurs - it's a long time since we had such a wonderful one.

It’s late and I’ve only taken three photos today – all three were on this theme and this is the best. It’s some newly-opened and freshly watered by rain tulips in a window box at David’s folks’ house. I just thought it looked cheerful and hopeful despite my gloomy demeanour.

Mayday, mayday……I’m temporarily lost at sea.

Last year, I spent May Day at the footie.....gulp.....