IT felt good under blue autumnal skies, to be crossing the Woodhead Pass for the relatively short journey to Rotherham’s Aesseal New York Stadium.

It also meant we could have lunch at one of the best pit-stops, the Waggon and Horses at Langsett, where the steak and ale pie, washed down with Barnsley bitter, went down a treat.

Following yet another international break, the bane of the modern football fan’s life, there was lots to catch up on, if we could remember everything.

The news of two potential investors has got to be good for our club, if they are genuinely from people who will have the future of Bolton Wanderers at heart and not from organisations looking to make a quick buck.

Of course, any investors are going to be looking for something from their money but hopefully the right kind of investment can provide a good business opportunity in conjunction with the future prosperity of our club.

Having said that, it will take months for any deal to be sorted and it will be next summer before we start to see any effects.

So, we have to go with what we have got, and it is critical we consolidate our place in the Championship as the launchpad for the future.

On the playing side, we’ve not been doing very well recently with only one win in the last eight games and one goal in the last five matches.

So a point would be welcome against a team we don’t do well against, especially at their place – we got stuffed 4-0 last time we were there.

Phil Parkinson rang the changes as he is still looking for his best formation, with starting places for Clayton Donaldson and Lloyd Dyer, and Ben Alnwick returning from injury.

In the first half, we didn’t turn up. We seemed to be still on the international break but a bit of dogged defending and poor finishing from Rotherham, saw us through until half time.

We started the second half well but Josh Magennis’s penalty was brilliantly saved by Marek Rodak. This set us back and another miserable away day seemed inevitable as they took the lead.

But we rode our luck as they hit the post and Christian Doidge came up with an unlikely equaliser. We’d got out of jail.

It was another happy ending, I’d had my pie and we’d got a point.