A number of things occured to me while travelling down to Southampton on Saturday.
Firstly, was the shocking intensity of that van blaze on the M40 near Banbury.
Secondly, who was that 'pedestrian' (according to the warning signs) marching down the hard shoulder of the M40, this time nearer to Oxford, and was he 'captured' in time'?
Thirdly, where was the football traffic?
Ah yes, the football traffic...
And then I remembered - Saturdays are now reserved for WAG shopping and Uefa Cup recovery rather than Premiership football. It seems Blackburn were far too tired to play Blues on a Saturday after playing a side of Greek holidaymakers last Thursday, while the mighty Bolton were shattered after scraping past Macedonian 'Workers' (which is what Rabotnicki means in English)
Most of the games took place today apart from West Ham's visit to Villa, who bore everyone to tears anyway, and Manchester United's thrashing of a rugby league team called Wigan.
The rest were on a Sunday. A day for church, resting, roasts, Formula One and for laughing at the Scotland rugby team.
Whatever happens on the Sabbath, Sundays are certainly not for football.
And there is the lesson to all Baggies fans. Your team might be fighting for promotion back to the Premiership but I wonder whether it might be less hassle staying out of the Greed League - is there any fun trying to be 17th? - and sticking it out with the likes of Norwich, Palace and, heaven help us, Stoke City in the second tier. At least you know where you are on a Saturday afternoon.
In my case it meant spending yesterday afternoon enthusing over a stunning cruise liner docked in Southampton marina, listening to anti-Burma protesters playing the Bongos in the coastal city's shopping centre before watching an entertaining football match at St Mary's. The alternative would have been a trip to Ikea, Merry Hill or the Bullring.
And, quite frankly, that really doesn't bear thinking about.