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Mundane Monday

A sore neck, a sleepless night, a poorly OddSon and a Monday morning dash through the park in my pyjamas. Just another perfectly ordinary day in the OddFather household.

Journey to Arsenal

Good afternoon. You know how yesterday I was talking about being battered and bruised? Well, that’s nothing compared to how I’m feeling right now. My eyes are heavy, and my body feels like slush. I woke up at 5am in…