It's good to text

I thought you might like to read a few of the text messages I received yesterday evening following Manchester United being crowned Champions of Europe last night.

Sober
Budgens Tikka Masala, a four pack of Skol and Man Unt vs Chelsea. Wednesday night in Winchmore Hill. Ha ha

Steptoe (upon receiving my commiserations)
Don’t worry. Once it’s all sunk in, there are plenty of things to talk about from the match. And congratulations. Nice touch Sir Bobby going up to get the cup.

Captain Cunto (who doesn’t do football very much, being more of a hockey man)
Who are ya! Who arebya! We are the red and whites. Isn’t Terry crap….

Sheteeeve (in a sympathetic mood)
Terry the dirty cunt fucked it up. That makes me happy. Well done.

Anita (who has no full stop on her keypad)
Congrats for last night was brilliant night should set you up for the weekend

Quite what I am expected to do at the weekend I am not sure of, but I’m sure the wife will let me know when she has decided what I am doing. And I though Shteeeve was particularly sympathetic to Chelsea's plight, sentiment I am sure you all feel too.