There comes a point in every man’s life when he needs a holiday, and that’s exactly how I felt about this old place at the end of last summer. After more than eight years, I needed a change of scenery, a new plan. A new direction. So I went for that walk, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. But it’s time to come home. It’s time to get back to doing something that I used to enjoy, and stopped enjoying. Coming back to football hasn’t been easy, I have to say. There are stories hanging over the game at the moment that leave a distinctly fetid taste in the mouth, and pushing the door ajar from outside has made this stench all the more difficult to stomach.

I’m not sure that I can promise that things around here will be exactly the way they were before. Indeed, I’m minded to think, “Why should they be?” After all, the way that I was going about things on here over the last year or so of the site’s old incarnation weren’t working out for me. In addition to this, there have been changes in my life that are bound to affect my perspective on the whole thing. I’m a married man now, and I’m going to be a father for the first time later this year. These things have changed and are changing the way that I think about the world, and I’m not certain that I’ll be able to raise quite the anger levels that I did before.

Again, though, I’m far from certain that this is in any way a bad thing. I’ve written before about how we all take this mildly ridiculous game too seriously and, while we should get furious about asset-strippers, idiots, shysters and fools, I’ve come to accept a new schedule of importance in my life, and I don’t really believe that it’s good for my blood pressure to be raging against the dying of the light. So, perhaps I’ll just be more resigned to the inevitable this time around. Perhaps I’ll just want to get on with enjoying the game. Who knows? I don’t at the moment, but I’m sure that I’ll find out over the next few months or so. As a warning, should I happen to fancy dropping something in here that is nothing to do with football, I’ll probably do that. My house, my rules.

For those of you of a social media bent, I’ve lost access to the old Twohundredpercent Facebook page, so there’s a new one that you can get to by clicking here. I’ll be updating all new posts to that page as well as dropping other bits and pieces that don’t quite warrant a new piece on here. And, of course, you can get to me on Twitter by clicking here. And as before, I’ll likely be desperate for people to help me out with this. Drop me a line to the usual address, should this be of any interest to you at all. In the meantime, I’m going to make the best of the twenty minutes of spare time that I now have for the next eighteen years and I’ll catch you with a quick review of the last few months or so tomorrow. Is it good to be back? We’ll see. Now, what’s that Stephen Vaughan up to, these days?