We are blowing hot and cold at the moment and hopefully it will be one of our hot spells tonight.

Everyone at the club feels for Kevin as once is bad enough but for lightning to strike twice is unbelievably bad luck.

We should have had it won by half-time, but at least this was an improvement on our last game. We went off, but managed to get back on the boil near the end and at least we got a point.

That keeps the run going and we are confident of beating anybody at the moment.

What does it mean to be Catholic and not a Catholic? I feel adrift, homeless. My Catholic imagination allows me to see the soul as a lit breath, seeking the divine. It persists.

Sometimes the only way to fix a mistake- is to make it twice.