it's coming home

I'm generally not a football fan. It bores my pants off. I try to watch it but find my mind drifting to more interesting matters. Like doing the Tesco online order. Or wondering how I'm gonna pick two kids up from two different locations at the same time a week on Wednesday. Sometimes I realise that I don't actually know which way our team are playing but it's nearly half time so it's too late to ask.

But the World Cup. Different. I like football in the World Cup. Especially when it's in the pub. Which is where we'll be tonight.

COME ON ENGLAND!