At home trying to get some work done. I've taken the very rare decision to watch the game in my mate's Irish bar tonight (he has my favourite beer on draught which is a great result in itself). Last time I did that was the Play Off Final that saw us promoted. That game I had my eldest daughter with me but now she's a Norwegian Lion in Oslo, so maintaining the lucky formula I've got my son, youngest daughter with her boyfriend who doesn't know it yet but he'll be a Villa fan by the end of the night.
I'll be digging out my lucky 1975 Villa away white top, what a beautiful shirt, it only comes out for special games. Oh and the flag will also be making an appearance, against a first since the play-offs. My kids know how much the Villa mean to me and I couldn't wish for more than watching the team I love surrounded my the people I love. The missus will stay at home. Bless her, she never, ever complains about my obsession with the Villa and truth be told, even though she has no interest in football, if she was to come out tonight she's probably start a fight.