You know what I said about the World Cup? Well, I'm a big fat liar. Yep, today I got all excited because Serbia spanked Germany.
Why this sudden change of heart? I've got Serbia in the work's sweepstake.
Oh the joy when I found out I was a step closer to the 30 quid prize.
That said, my footie skills (or footie watching skills) probably still need a bit of brushing up. I didn't actually realise the game was over until a press officer pal at KCC said: "They've won haven't they?"
It was at that point I gave a deafening squeal (something akin to a pig at a barbecue) and began to chatter on the merits of the beautiful game.
So, you may be wondering how it is that I've got time to blog while the England game is on if I am such a great convert?
Truth is Boy is next door (I'm going to have to stop calling him that as he is now 17 and a half, sort of Boy/Man or Geezer Bailes maybe) watching the game with pals. I will know whether we have won or lost by the volume of noise coming through the wall.
And I haven't got £30 riding on the England team.