Saturday

It's a properly hot one this morning - with the early morning 5live forecast suggesting that London will see 26C before the day's out. That's a little hotter than I like it, what with my thick, unyielding Scottish blood and all, especially when K and I traipse down to Harringay for the big shop. We head off early enough that it's not overly unpleasant, though - and by the time we're back it's noon and time to consider more fun events in the sun.

After lunch and the 30 Rock season finale (which is great, as ever) we head up to Priory Park, picking up a couple of cans on the way, with a rug to sit in the sun for a wee bit. We're shortly joined by the usual Crouch End rabble and soak up, frankly, too much sun in a short time. At around 3, K heads off to Notting Hill for a daytime gig with Faye, and I make plans to get to a pub - firstly to escape the sun, and secondly to watch the Championship Play-off Final between Blackpool and Cardiff.

I meet Will and Alex at the Hope and Anchor at four - having missed the first half of the football and, amazingly, five goals. I learn that Blackpool have come back from 2-1 down to lead 3-2; and while sitting in the park was fun, we seem to have missed the best of the action this final has to offer. Still, it's nice to sit and chat to the pair of them and after the game is finished (Blackpool holding on to the 3-2 scoreline and finding themselves the smallest club ever to have played in the Premier League with Ian Holloway in breathless, emotional triumph - a nice result) we move to the unglamorous but perfectly serviceable beer garden, where we're joined by the rest of the gang from the park.

The football is not finished for the day - tonight is the first Saturday Champions League final, in which Inter and Bayern Munich will take to the Bernabeu pitch to vie for the title. Happily, shortly before kick-off the bar staff emerge from the pub and affix a brand-new flatscreen telly to the outside wall, presumably ready for the World Cup next month. Truly, this is now the pub that has it all.

The game is not a particularly inspiring spectacle - hardly a classic, as they say - and Inter win 2-0 thanks to two goals from Diego Milito. Inevitably, the post-match coverage is almost entirely about Mourinho, mostly to do with him becoming only the second manager to win the title with two clubs but also because of his likely departure to Real Madrid this summer. In the end, Inter have been the best team this season and almost certainly deserve their long-awaited European title (and, from a Chelsea perspective, it's possible to take heart from having been knocked out by the eventual champions!).