I was feeling as sick as the proverbial donkey.
It wasn't a monkey on my back, it was Planet of the Apes.
I had a nice time over Christmas. I watched EastEnders - blimey, that makes my job look easy!
We're football people, not poets, but obviously I'm disappointed with the result.
No regrets, none at all. My only regret is that we went out on penalties. That's my only regret but no, no regrets.
At the moment we've only got 16 first-team players and my initials stand for Mick McCarthy, not Merlin the Magician (the new Wolves manager gets the excuses in early!)