Said goodbye to mates outside, who were off back to Bramhall, but as I was working the day after I had to head home, eventually.
So, went to City Sq for a few, met a mate there with his daughter and sang my heart out.
Then walked to Victoria to catch the train home and the only thing I remember other than singing my heart out all the way and hugging everyone in sight, was I passed a pub of Rags around Tib St. They weren't happy and obviously a couple threatened to shut me up. I laughed heartily and floated on giving another rendition of "You signed Phil Jones..."
Got to Victoria to find the train was cancelled but there was a coach replacement leaving in about an hour. So after a few more in the station I occupied the back seat and got the singing going again, all the way to Oldham.
Then got picked up from there by my Latics supporting Father in Law, who I obviously kissed and hugged on arrival. I then sang my heart out again out of the car window all the way back home to Hudds.
I walked in the house, saw my Mrs, and burst into tears!
It had been a pretty emotional few months for us personally, so I guess it all came out at that moment.
It felt like Sergio had saved my life.