After the joy of Rafa Benitez committing, I happily jetted off to Mexico with a quiet sense of satisfaction and optimism.

Holiday was great apart from the irritating centre of attention wannabe from down the road, who wanted to jibe at all things championship, six in a row and horse punching.

The fact this Sunderland fan accidentally/deliberately blurted out something too sexually explicit for me to repeat, ensured he gradually disappeared into the shadows as fellow holidaymakers were both shocked and amused in equal measures. Suffice to say at least we only punch horses and you can keep your home made videos, you know who you are Mr SAFC tattooed man.

Anyway, I kept in touch at least five times a day via the Web, gone are the days when you would pay £5 to buy a 3 day old newspaper, thank god. The big news would seem to revolve around Moussa Sissoko and his imminent (in his head) move to Arsenal…I’m in London next week if he wants a lift down!

Other news seems to revolve around who else will depart, namely half our Dutch contingent moving to Everton, again I would not be overly concerned on that score, Rafa knows what is needed and I am confident is working behind the scenes to put the NUFC house in order.

Steven Taylor departed and I wish him nothing but good fortune, for all his rushes of blood to the head, let us not forget he suffered any number of injuries as well as a host of poor managers and coaches, what chance did he have of fulfilling his potential? Good luck Steven – always one of us.

Joseph Barton moving to Rangers, which ensured I was asked a lot of questions about him by the many Blue Glaswegians out in Mexico. I could only say that in my eyes he will become a legend for them, top quality player who maybe could have done a job for us.

What about the serious stuff – the Euros? I have no interest at all, it’s black and white or nothing really in my heart.

As for Newcastle, well for once we are not being linked with every Tom, Dick or Jurgen from across Europe, and I like this because normally the rumour mill is full of rubbish possibilities. We can leave all that to the premier league, I repeat, I am confident Rafa is doing the right things quietly and I am confident NUFC will move in the right direction over the next year or two, passing the stagnant deadwood on the way.

I hand on heart believe Rafa would only commit if he could do things his way with a long-term goal. Tufty has already come out and said he took the job under certain conditions, those conditions were fraught from the start for two reasons, firstly they are ridiculous and secondly Tufty was better off teaching people how to safely cross the road.

Finally the fans of NUFC, only at this club would a relegation see a potential increase in season ticket sales. Of course that is down to Rafa, but it shows what a bit of optimism can do for this trophy barren club.

Also the fact that a self-arranged unofficial singing section is now in place and growing….it’s fantastic – and those involved and promoting it should be applauded. I look forward to seeing and hearing it next season, it will spring the rest of the ground into life.

I think we can look forward with much optimism and I just hope that a month into the season when we have not won every game 6-0, that the fans will stick with Rafa, because every team will come at us with a passion next season and it may take a few weeks for us to click into gear. Or of course it may not and we may blitz everyone……

I know one thing, it’s gonna be fun both home and away, and been a while since we said that. I’m already looking forward to Sheff Wed away and where exactly is Burton?

Away from football, the big thing is do we vote to stay in or exit Europe.

I am not political in any way shape or form, nor do I have a clue. I am though inclined to vote exit because my irritating neighbour has a huge vote ‘stay in’ poster in his window,

It’s quite a worry for those who know a bit about it, when clueless fools like me vote on the principle of not liking his neighbour…..I should care but I don’t!

Enjoy your summer.