Monsieur, with this sublime attacking football you are really spoiling us.

Apologies in advance, miscalculations with train times have seen me miss the game and technological problems have ruined all prior attempts to write up this week's game. So here, for your viewing pleasure, is a cursory glance at last weekends match.

A bullish Blackburn team lead by Sam Allardyce came to the Emirates yesterday, and - on the weekend where Arsene Wenger celebrated becoming Arsenal's longest serving manager - they did everything in their power to cut short the celebrations. Instead they were forcibly ejected from the party with their tails between their legs, and Wenger was able to reflect on his thirteen years in charge with a great deal of pleasure after a breath-taking exhibition of football the way he wants it to be played.

Arsenal's peformance (at least going forward) exhibited the hallmarks of a classic Wenger team; quick, incisive passing, wonderful skill and clinical finishing were all on display, and the result was 6 sublime goals from 6 different scorers (Vermaelen, Van Persie, Arshavin, Fabregas, Walcott and Bendtner). Cesc Fabregas was unsurprisingly involved in 5 of them, scoring one and creating the other four. On scoring his goal he made a point of running over to the part of the stand where he almost certainly knew Thierry Henry to be (in North London to congratulate Wenger perhaps, or maybe just move into the newly completed Highbury complex) and practically kissed the badge right off his shirt. A real show of loyalty for a player routinely dogged by rumours about a transfer back to Barca, his boyhood team. It's a commonly held belief that Cesc will be on his way to sunny Spain at the end of this season, but if he's going to do that every week then it'll be much easier to convince ourselves that he has no intention of leaving (right up until he actually does it next summer).

The only sour note on an otherwise perfect afternoon was yet another exposition of Arsenal's defensive frailties. They may not seem so important on occasions like these, but if Arsenal truly believe they can win the title, the defence simply must stop shipping goals. Vermaelen's height (5ft11") isn't generally a factor when he throws himself into every aerial battle with such gusto, but when he's up against players 5 inches taller than him (Nzonzi, the scorer of Blackburn's first goal) it's going to cause problems. Still, if he's going to score a cracking 25 yard thunderbolt every time he's beaten in the air then fair play to him. (Don't make him angry. You wouldn't like him when he's angry). Clichy and Sagna look out of sorts too, and the only explanation I can come up with is that they're finding it difficult to adapt to adapt to Arsenal's new 4-3-3 formation. I’m confident that the great footballing sage that is Arsenal Wenger will take all these issues into account, and maybe against stiffer opposition we'll see Arsenal adopt a less attacking style. Well...stranger things have happened.