Not got too much time to post tonight, as I'm still in quite a state of shock reeling from the news that West Ham have bought a player and by all accounts quite a decent one for our new level. The cost? £285,000. Which is probably less than new Chelsea supremo Abramovich spends on a wristwatch but at least it's a start.

That's it for tonight but over the next few days I'll be casting my eye over the first novel by ex-Sleeper It Girl Louise Wener; Stephen Frears' Dirty Pretty Things and a mental new album from The Thermals.

If you're at a loss how to keep yourself occupied in the interim, maybe you could diddle your skittle like this young lady at Glastonbury (not safe for work). Good to see David Gray wasn't the only lazy wanker playing this year. (link via popbitch)