The news you've been waiting for is that yes, I did complete my tour of the 66 Ryman League clubs at Fleet on Easter Saturday. With a 0-0 draw. Despite that, it's been great fun.

Nagging at the back of my mind, though, was the thought that I'd only seen League Cup games at Ashford and Thamesmead, and the match I saw at Harlow was abandoned after 20 minutes. So, to keep it pure, I had to revisit those three for league, or complete, games (hence last night's 'madness', which completed the revisits).

I also, if you recall from the last blog but one, conceived the idea that I could watch 100 league games by the end of the season. At the time I reckoned I could manage 102 (which, again, would keep it pure, allowing for two abandoned matches). As it turned out, despite further problems with postponements, I'll also reach that target. Tonight, in fact, when Horsham have pulled a flanker by arranging to play Aveley at Crawley. Now I've convinced myself that I can't miss a ground where a Ryman League match has been played, so it's off to Broadfield. Mind you, with Aveley chasing a play-off place, I'd have gone anyway. Why Crawley? Because, believe it or not, Horsham's ground (well, Horsham YMCA's ground) is booked for a blood donor session. Don't know where I'll be on Saturday but it should make a grand total of 103 Ryman League matches. Is that a record?

After that and the play-offs things should start calming down on the football front, though local Essex Olympian League side Harold Wood Athletic still have 11 (yes, 11) league games to play. I suspect I might venture to one or two of them.

I notice, however, that if there are no play-off games on Monday, Lakeside Hammers are at Belle Vue. No, not even I, in my current state of exhaustion, would do a day trip to Manchester on a weekday just for 15 heats of speedway. On the other hand, I see Buxton have a meeting on Sunday and I've never been there. I wonder what Premier Inn and Travelodge have to offer? Oh, stop it.

Talking of speedway, my friend Jeff Scott is publishing another of his eccentric 'annuals' covering the 2009 season. I know this because he has kindly sent me some quotes from me he is including so I can vet them. Don't I say some dumb things when I'm having a friendly chat? I must remember that anything I say to Jeff may be written down and used in evidence. Still, I did say more or less what he says I said, so fair enough, however embarrassed I might be to read them. I have, however, asked him to remove one comment which was (honestly) funny at the time and in context but looks quite horrible in cold print eight months later and even worse if it happens, by sheer accident, to be true.

As for my own book, I admit to have been afflicted by a sudden lack of confidence. I'm prepared to take a chance that no-one buys it, but, assuming some people do, will they actually like it or is it a waste of 250 pages? As a result I've got rather stuck around chapter 58 of the 66. Is that what they call writer's block? Dunno. Anyway, I'm sure I'll get it together. Maybe when I have a free evening. I suppose penning this piece is a good sign, though I'm already sure it isn't worth reading. I hope for your sake I'm wrong, though if I'm right you probably won't have got this far anyway. Onwards and upwards!