Well, if the reward for international football is a bumper week of Premier League football then I apologise to international football for all the rude things I have called it recently. What a week of action we've had, with some twists and turns, some slap and tickle, and some expert displays of boosting footballers' confidence in public!
Let's start in an unexpected way today. Just imagine how bad Sunderland against Burnley must have been to watch. 0-0 must have been the most guaranteed result of the day. It's nice to see Jermain Defoe back in the England squad though, if only as a reward for putting up with only being passed the ball about 25 times this season.
I get a real kick when I drive through Bournemouth on my way to work and see paddleboarders or surfers splashing about in the sea. This is the true value of this place - you can swim in the morning or the evening after a day's work (if like me, you're happy to brave the cold) or walk on the sand to get inspired. It's priceless.
As has so often been proven, making pre-season predictions about league football is the most certain way for a journalist, blogger or pundit to make an absolute fool of themselves. Placing your words and reputation on the line before a ball has been kicked is, in 90% of cases, a true recipe for disaster.
Can it be entirely coincidental that on the very same evening that the BBC bade farewell to its high-rating series about older people (New Tricks, in case you hadn't realised), it launched a new show about older people, Close To The Edge, a 7-part Reality TV show based around a group of older men and women living in Bournemouth?
The fields of technology, digital marketing and web design are still male-heavy. Advertising, too. It is estimated that women control 80 per cent of the purchasing power, yet only 3 per cent of Creative Directors are women, meaning that consciously or not, agencies continue to market almost exclusively to men.
Peter was a little worse for wear by the end of the show that night. His favourite drink is a cocktail called 'The Brucie Special'. Throughout the set he seemed bent on downing as many as he could. There's a certain slapstick quality to watching poor old Brucie double tasking between drum teching and being Pete's bartender.