Mental health day A day off today - a mental health day as I described it to someone yesterday. Much needed. I am sat here in my local coffee shop (not a Starbucks) with laptop, mug of joe and rather large muffin, not one of those toasted things, but a calorie laden chocolate one. Anyway opposite me are two oriental looking gentlemen each playing with a rubik's cube, totally ignoring each other and just staring madly at the square coloured thing in their hands, whilst they turn it frantically.

The sun is out, although we had a huge downpour this morning according to the telly, I can't be sure because I was asleep. Out of the window mental health days seem popular as people walk dogs, sit in the park by the river and jog. That reminds me that it's the Chicago Marathon on Sunday.

Monday is Columbus Day in America, a time to celebrate the arrival of Europeans to the country in 1492. Kids and those lazy bastards who work in banks have the day off but the rest of us are expected at work, harumph.

But the weekend comes in between and a time for consolidating on my sleep and liver recovery. It's Barnsley at home tomorrow and some little known facts about the South Yorkshire town can be found here.

My son will be at the game tomorrow, and I am indebted to one of my best mates for taking him. His excitement was audibly hyper when I spoke to him yesterday. His views will be relayed on What was the score shortly after the final whistle.  ¶ 15:36