NUFC/MIDDLESBROUGH

James and I are going on Sunday. I'm beginning to worry about what to wear in order to keep warm and avoid frostbite and exposure. (Not that any bits of me will be exposed!)
Clearly there is a need for lots of layers - in fact probably enough to make me look like the Michelin Man (or woman). I think it'll need to be warm tights, denim leggings, two pairs of socks, boots, a tee shirt, two jumpers and a coat, topped off with a woolly hat and gloves. (I'm even considering taking a chenille throw to wrap round my legs, but I'm sure James will have a fit if he thinks I'm going to turn up looking like an old vagrant bag lady!)
Actually the more I think about it, Charles has probably come out of this best, because he's staying at home, in the warm and watching it on telly!
But, having said that, I'm looking forward to it because we're going to get to town early to do some last minute shopping. Nothing major, just a few bits, like a new top for ME! - and then we're going to have lunch before the match, so it should be an enjoyable day. The only likely fly in the ointment is the fact that there will undoubtedly be thousands of people in town and if there's one thing I HATE with a passion it's crowds of shoppers, tripping you up and jostling you with their bags...
... but hey, it's Christmas so what the heck?!
(I still wish, Christmas or not, that I could be about six inches taller, so that I could avoid ending up with my nose pushed into strangers' armpits. It's never pleasant!)