This Sunday, instead of delivering some of my chunk of the 25,000 Fiona Hall tabloids we are shoving through the doors in Darlington, I shall be getting up at 4.30am to begin the long trek to the Madejski Stadium to watch the mighty Royals attempt to bounce back to the Premiership by beating Birmingham (as long as Sheffield United fail to win at Crystal Palace).
Such is our rail system, I can't get a train via London to get to Reading in time for the 1.15 kickoff this Sunday. Instead, I have to drive to Leeds, catch a train at 6.40 to Manchester, from where a Cross Country train slowly wends its way south to Reading. The return journey to Leeds is via Birmingham, who, of course, we are playing that day. If Birmingham win, they go up. If they don't win, the journey back could be quite interesting!