I’ll be honest, I’m not too bothered that we’re not playing this weekend. Usually a weekend without Arsenal here at the Halls is a sad sight indeed. One man moping around the house vaguely prodding at things in desperate need of some sort of event to direct his energies toward.
Not this weekend. This weekend we’ve got moths. And worse than that we’re being treated for those moths.
I don’t know if any of my readers have ever had the displeasure of being treated for moths but I can tell you it is an absolute nightmare. Aside from the dodgy chemicals swirling around your head for days making you light headed and woozy you’re required to empty out all of your wardrobes, cupboards and drawers, ba...