I'm lying on the bed feeling exhausted and wiped out after a long day of sleep! We got up late this morning and went out for breakfast, we made it to weatherspoons for about 10:30 and had a bloody good nosh up - though they'd run out of pancakes by then! Nooooooo!

Once home from breakfast (approx 11:30) I went for a quick nap while Rich took the girls for a walk... They had a picnic lunch and ice cream at the ducks, made lots of fun home videos with talaia and lila in the directors chair!

Finally, at 5pm Rich came to wake me..!

So, the night before we had traversed London by tube and train to get from north London to my sister's house in south west London where she'd been looking after the girls. We were much later than planned since it takes a while to filter 52000 people through any transport system, even London's amazing tube systems! We got to big sis's house at about 9:30 where talaia was flopped on the sofa looking like she was on drug withdrawal - drawn face, black eyes, sallow skin the lot! Meanwhile, lila was charging round and round the living room going under big sis's housemate's legs over and over again while he was trying to watch the england football game on Telly. We carried them to the car where talaia crashed out almost immediately, despite the constant, high pitched, insistent questioning from lila, directed at everyone. Lila, however, crashed out very suddenly, almost mid sentence, halfway down the M3 section we were on (between staines and bracknell). The journey back was quiet, peaceful even, accompanied by the radio 2 commentary of the eurovision scoring.

Once home the girls were deposited in bed shortly before crashing out myself.

So, why were we traversing London? why were 52000 other also trying to leave the same London borough at the same moment? Well, it was the borough of Wembley, the home of British football! Although gone are the twin towers that were it's iconic image for decades, the safe, comfortable old wembley. In the middle of the last decade the old ground was demolished to make way for a hyper space bypass.... Sorry, nerd speak still jumps up to bite me sometimes! no, it was demolished to make way for a new ground, a ground to keep up with 21st century technology and expectations. Now there is a monumental space ship in it's place with a great, white, steel arch, woven together like a great handle of lace. As though it's a large picnic basket ready to be picked up and carried away.

Huddersfield Town Athletic Football Club had, once again, made it to the league one playoff finals 11 years after being, very unfairly (based on other teams scoring or not scoring), knocked down to league one. They also meandered through league two for a little while too. A minor blip, most fans thought 11 years ago - we'll go straight back up next season - they were convinced, but 11 years later and here we were at yet another playoff final.

It was a good game, Sheffield United's main striker is in prison currently and they haven't had the opportunity to replace him, town had so many shots on goal but Sheffield's defence just kept on keeping them out. After full time at 90 minutes it went to 30 minutes extra time, after that the scoreline was still 0-0!

Penalties. Every football fan's nightmare, the lottery draw of football. After the best of five ended in 2 successful penalties per team it went to sudden death penalties. Huddersfield went first, slotting the ball in the goal cleanly but for every successful penalty we took, Sheffield replied with a clean goal too, by the eighth penalty our goalie was starting to panic that he'd have to take one too, and he did. I've never seen goalies take penalties against one another, but there they were, our goalie facing up against theirs - a neat goal in the bottom left hand corner, then they swapped over. Sheffield's goalie took his shot and sent it flying high over the post - almost into orbit!

Rich was jumping up and down like a frog on red bull, grabbing anyone and everyone, his voice almost gone from the yelling, screaming and cheering.

The players charged around the pitch, dancing, stripping off their shirts and spraying champaign around.

The atmosphere outside the ground was amazing, people high fiving in the street, beeping car horns at one another and calling out of their car windows just on recognition of Huddersfield shirts. A great atmosphere followed by a long wait to get away to go and pick up our girls.

So, a long 11 year wait to get back into the championship, a happy husband, and a very, very tired me.

I'm looking forward to some.more.sleep!