Another blue day!

Big day in these parts.

Canaries versus Tractor boys, for the pleasure of being beaten by the Boro at Wembley.

Who would win? Between a canary and a Suffolk Punch? One great hoof would dispatch the yellow songbird without a doubt.

But not this day. A penalty. A sending off. A team chasing the game with ten men. Inevitable really. The Goddess of Sport farts in my face one more time.

At 4-2, on aggregate, I went to paint Les Portes de Nigel. I went to paint them black, as was my mood.