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The last few days in the Six Counties feel like someone has powered up the DeLorean and driven us back to 1996.

The jury is in, and we have a verdict.

An email from Celtic dropped into my inbox this morning.

The public presentation of the Celtic non-board seems to be “Crisis? What Crisis?”

Yesterday, while some poor dears in the green half of Glasgow were fretting about the availability of Camilo Andres Durán Márquez for selection, the Bretton Woods dispensation was being potentially reimagined.

Today, a little bit of history was made in the capital of Cymru.

Tomorrow, the stadium that John played for will have no visiting fans.

Twenty-five years ago today, the world had another JFK moment.

Celtic now go into a tough round of four fixtures.

I will be pleasantly surprised if the local media points to the “Bill the Butcher” tifo at Pittodrie today.