Fuck me Prozac, I only know you to say a casual passing hello to at BP, but you've just done me.
I'm in Los Christianos at the minute so have no Internet, got wifi in a beach bar so have just caught up on the last 3/4 days worth of OWTB.
Without trying to sound like Bruce Willis in Die Hard, I consider myself to be a man's man. A 'proper' Salford lad. An emotionless, street hardened 42 year old cop of almost 20 years. I don't do tears.
The wife's just come back from the bogs and found me sat here crying like a 10 year old girl.
I go to Latics week in, week out, just me and my Dad. He's now in his late 60's. That's struck a chord, big time.
Chin up Big Man. Latics isn't everything but it's what we do, it's a huge part of us.
Anyone who says it's just a game can get to fuck.
RIP Prozac Snr.