Walk on. I hope Rafa doesn't.

I don't post things on Twitter too often.

Today, I was moved to write the following.

"Oh Rafa. My dreams be very tossed and very blown."

Nope, nothing to do with the police or anything else this blog is concerned with.

I just wanted to say it again.

Fernando Torres and Steven Gerrard are both injured and the club is in turmoil.

Where are we going?

UPDATE:
Reading that back, it makes me sound wet. And a bit of a nut.

Bear with me, I'm just getting the hang of this blog thing.

Well, I've had to remove a couple of readers' comments from the previous post.

Every day as a reporter I speak to people at length and then select two or three paragraphs of their comments to go in the story.

The skill - and believe me, it is a skill - is to accurately reflect their views.

Now, with the blog I've just censored someone by removing his or her comments because I saw a potential libel.

I'm not an editor, I'm a jobbing reporter.

Now, comments - and let's face it, there haven't been many so far - will
pop up in my inbox first before I decide whether to release them to the blog.

If the person or people whose comments were removed would like to contact me direct I'll happily discuss it with them.

While we're at it, who in Barnsley is reading this blog? I'd love to know.

UPDATE:
I've not gone censorship crazy. This latest deleted comment was just a test.
Or was it?
Well, yes it was.
Lord, this is complicated.
UPDATED UPDATE
I think Cutie speaks for all of us there.