It's been a queer old week. Winter wants to hang on for a while longer, cold winds and rain are abound in equal measures.

Everything that surrounds me is a mess. I've reached another of those moments where I feel like I own too much stuff. Subsequently there are now a load of bits and pieces listed on Amazon Marketplace.

I also managed to realise just what it is about the Winter Olympics that makes me so very not interested. There are only 3 events - skiing, ice skating and going down a bendy tube that's been cut in half - which are split into different categories.

Ah well, at least Chelsea got a taste of their own medicine last night. Messi may be a theatrical diver but after Ayren Robben's antics recently the words "pot", "kettle" and "black" spring to mind.

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