It's the big one and I shall be at London Road on Saturday to watch my boys Leeds United take on the mighty Posh.

A big crowd with a great atmosphere is guaranteed, and I reckon it'll be a smashing game as both teams like to play football the proper way.

Right now, I'd settle for a draw – and that's not down to divided loyalties.

One former Posh chairman once took to me task for "watching Leeds United rather than your home team'' which confused me somewhat.

Born and bred in Leeds, my grandad and dad were both lifelong Leeds fans and I went to my first game at Elland Road when I was aged five.

I was a season ticket holder until circumstances meant I left the area but I still make the expensive and, in recent years, often pointless trips back north to see the Whites.

No, the reason I'd settle for a draw is I believe Posh are a better team than their current position in the league table suggests. A point will prove to be a decent result for any visitors to London Road this season.

No divided loyalties then, but my dream scenario would see Leeds promoted as champions and Posh as runners-up.

But for Saturday, I can't contemplate the prospect of defeat and the ensuing misery.

My Saturday sporting rollercoaster doesn't end there either. Later that evening my beloved Leeds Rhinos take on arch-rivals St Helens in the rugby league Grand Final.

Two wins and I'll be driving round the city honking my horn like an Italian celebrating a World Cup victory. Two defeats and I'll make Victor Meldrew look like Keith Chegwin.

Sport, don't you just love it?


A night at the opera
A drive to get more young people to attend opera, ballet, and the theatre has been welcomed in Peterborough.

I must confess that the performing arts never interested me much when I was a kid and now I'm all grown up they still don't.

I prefer Arctic Monkeys to Mozart and Kanye West to Carmen.

However, if the organisers want to get more sad middle-aged men to the opera it would be quite easy.

Just make sure there are more opera singers like Welsh warbler Katherine Jenkins.

The lovely lady has recently posed for a racy photo shoot in GQ magazine.

Sadly, for copyright reasons I can't bring you that picture, but if you thought opera was just about fat ladies singing, think again.


Who wants to be a millionaire? I do
Nobody should be allowed to buy a lottery ticket unless they promise that if they win the jackpot it will change their lives.

How irritating is it when some lucky so-and-so scoops millions of quid and then acts like it's nothing more exciting than winning the office Grand National Sweep?

When I heard that 18-year-old former Kings School's pupil Ianthe Fulligar had won £7 million on the Euro lottery I hoped at her age with her new found riches she'd be up for some frivolous expenditure.

But, oh no, Ianthe is just like all the rest. She said: "I don't want a millionaire lifestyle. I'm going to live on beans and toast. And I'd look silly driving a flash car. So I'm going to get myself a black Ford Ka.''

Ianthe is obviously sensible, level-headed and a credit to her family. But, please, just for me, Ianthe do something crazy. Buy a Mondeo or treat yourself to a tin of spaghetti hoops.