It's taken a while to get used to the feeling of sitting atop any league, but what a great sensation it is!
And the moment Chester rose to the top of the Evostik North couldn't have been any better for me - as I had picked the away match at Cammell Laird as one of my pilgrimages from the land of the Exiles.
This was my second full away match supporting the new club and there's no comparison between watching Chester in the Evostik North than the sorry, old club in the Conference. This is a lot more fun!
Apart from the 'game that never was' at Forest Green, my last away match supporting Chester City was at Kidderminster on freezing December day. The weather matched the atmosphere among the handful of Chester fans and the performance, and subequent defeat, was just what we expected.
But the atmosphere at Cammell Laird was a real joy - and the Lairds fans seemed to appreciate it as well. Yes, the football is good to watch, but the banter is great as well. I'd actually forgotten what it was like to have fellow fans to talk to at an away game.
So the real icing on the proverbial cake came for me when the ref's whistle finally went after an agonising seven minutes of injury time and we really were 'Top Of The League'!
I was on such a high that it actually crossed my mind to make the round trip for the Newcastle Town cup match on the following Tuesday. Thankfully I didn't, as it would have been another journey to a ground with no game.
Following two more wins, we are still numbero uno in the League. Sadly I couldn't make those trips, but spent the afternoons as a keyboard warrior looking for Chester updates from wherever they came. It's good to feel like I really care once again and I'm getting the guide books out to work out which new ground I will visit next....Can't wait!
In the meantime, some of the southern-based Exiles have to satisfy themselves with representing their team in the regular darts fixtures with London-based supporters of other clubs.
Our most recent game saw us take on the Bolton Wanderers Exiles team at a pub in the back streets of Kings Cross (nice!). It's not our favourite away venue, but we cast those feelings aside and managed to beat them 6-5!
It was an exciting finale as it was 5-5 until the last leg and, as we'd been ahead all the way, it was our match to lose. Apart from our winning dart, the biggest cheer of the night came when one of our players managed to stick his arrow right in the middle of a picture of a Elvis impressionist which was oddly placed over the dart board.
His dart hit with such power that the Elvis picture came off its hanger and somersaulted as it fell to the ground - landing exactly on its side facing us again. It was as if the King himself was on Chester's side. After that we just couldn't lose!