It’s going to be a column about sport this week, I’m afraid.
Grin and bear it though, I promise I won’t do another for a good four years. Give or take.
I’m starting off with a doffed cap in the direction of Charley Hull.
The golfer from Burton Latimer (who incidentally was born around the time I did my first show on the radio. Ouch) came agonisingly close to victory in the Women’s British Open at Royal Birkdale – it was only a final day collapse that saw her slip from the top of the leader board.
She is a star for the future, not just in the women’s game but in golf full stop. Well done Charley.
With all the talk of the football World Cup final it was easy enough to miss the record-breaking final wicket partnership for England against India on Friday with James Anderson winning a whole new group of fans for his heroics.
Then on Sunday, Germany v Argentina.
It’s been a remarkable World Cup that I enjoyed before England’s exit and, controversially, enjoyed even more afterwards (it’s amazing what happens when the pressure of losing is lifted).
Regardless of the rivalry that has spanned our nations over the years, German football, like everything else in their country, is organised logically and professionally and gets the results they need.
The team deserved to win the World Cup and the looks on the faces of not just the players but Angela Merkel too suggested they weren’t just a group of prima donnas doing it for the paycheque.
This meant the world to them, and they duly delivered.
It’s been a work in progress, however, and there’s always the argument that England are now at the point in the process that Germany were a decade ago.
That would put us on course for the FA’s target of winning Qatar 2022.
If not, I’m sure we can change those lyrics to “56 years of hurt”. Not so catchy, just as painful!