I’ve been comfort shopping already this morning. It’s the only way I can cope with the twin gloom of it not only being Monday morning, with the full week in all its depressing glory stretching out before me, but also the indignity of having had to watch Everton get thrashed by Liverpool on Saturday in a pub full of (cocky and cockney) Liverpool supporters (by that I mean that I watched it in a pub full of Liverpool supporters; that’s not where the game was taking place – although that might have made for a more interesting prospect). My question for them, as for a selection of Liverpool-supporting Aussies at the afternoon’s barbeque, is, I’m sorry, what part of Liverpool are you from again exactly? C’mon Andrew, you’re from Melbourne for fecks sake, “the red part” is not the right answer to that question.

Anyway, if it makes me feel better, I’ll be having some of this, a bit of this, and oh, I don’t know, maybe Ross Noble tickets for next week.