Come on Growler, have a rant. I always like your rants.
Can't mate. I really am flatter than a witches t1t.
After the Blackpool fiasco, I was like a possessed maniac and absolutely furious beyond belief, but I don't know, this time it's different and I feel just sort of ....dunno, empty lifeless and really sad? Sort of resigned to the fact that things are actually worse than I've been deluding myself too for the last few months.
I'm really gutted. We can all rant and rage, call for heads and new blood, but no one takes a blind bit of notice.
'Nuff said