Well, given that the bus leaves at 9:00, it looks like we'll be heading for Pittodrie this morning. Looking at the weather forecast it appears it is the worst scenario. Game might be on. We might make it there. The weather is set to turn bad at 3:00pm so we could have a problem getting back home. Honestly? With the way we have been playing, if I was going on my own, I'd give this a miss and suffer losing the gate money but, as is normal with youth, my grandson is determined and, dare I say, optimistic about both travel and, more curiously, the result. And I canny even have a drink to cheer my soul.