What's keeping me awake at night is the fear that IBB's lucky socks and twigs are just superstitious nonsense, and that the real reason for Watford's long-term rise from the third tier to the brink of European qualification is her lucky fridge-freezer. Which she's just dumped. We'll know tomorrow. Defeat against Stoke may be the beginning of a slide back towards Luton's level
Nothing lucky discovered as yet,although I've only been out to the composter and to feed the birds. I shall be off to the club presently and hope to discover something I can cling onto for reassurance. Short of this, I shall endeavour to retrieve the fridge from my builder and attach it to my necklace as a charm! This may require me to hire a medium sized aircraft to take me to the game but it's a small price to pay I feel.
