Isn't Christmas lovely. People getting together, exchanging gifts and generally being lovely to one another.
Well not round here. Christmas this year in my world has so far been typified by bare chested tequila fuelled colleagues running around the pub with a pool cue, before falling into the cuffs of a waiting policeman.
Then last night, the peace was broken by a bunch of lairy scousers loudly ushering John Terry off the pitch, screaming 'fucking southern bastard' in a West London pub full of Chelsea fans.
Glad tidings we bring, to you and your King.
We wish you a merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Tuesday 23 December 2008
Friday 19 December 2008
The truth is out there...
It's been a funny old couple of weeks. Something is afoot.
First the DVD remote control mysteriously disappears, rendering my catalogue of downloaded movies useless, then today my mobile phone has gone missing and all the TCP/IP setting on my PC have been messed with.
I'm not one to believe in ghosts, but I'm beginning to think that some kind of 3G Poltergeist may be at work.
I think I shall now ponder this and some of life's other little mysteries over a few beers and a curry.
Until tomorrow.
First the DVD remote control mysteriously disappears, rendering my catalogue of downloaded movies useless, then today my mobile phone has gone missing and all the TCP/IP setting on my PC have been messed with.
I'm not one to believe in ghosts, but I'm beginning to think that some kind of 3G Poltergeist may be at work.
I think I shall now ponder this and some of life's other little mysteries over a few beers and a curry.
Until tomorrow.
Thursday 18 December 2008
Inauguration
Well it's here. The internet has arrived. I'm starting a blog. A 'web log' in long hand so I'm led to believe.
I have no idea why I'm starting a blog. Well that's a lie. It's all due to a recent thread started by my other half on a message board a few days back asking "Do you blog?"
No, I don't. Maybe I should. Should I? Why should I? Christ knows.
Anyway it's free, and I have an over inflated opinion of my ability to convey the written word so this is it. My first blog. My only blog.
If you're reading this, I can only assume that my blog has gone on to garner critical acclaim among Internet types. My opinions on the world around me have obviously captured the imaginations of thousands, Sunday newspapers are begging me for a weekly column and you, dear reader, wanted to see where it all began.
If none of the above is true of course, then this has been a rather pointless waste of 10 minutes of my life.
Until tomorrow.
I have no idea why I'm starting a blog. Well that's a lie. It's all due to a recent thread started by my other half on a message board a few days back asking "Do you blog?"
No, I don't. Maybe I should. Should I? Why should I? Christ knows.
Anyway it's free, and I have an over inflated opinion of my ability to convey the written word so this is it. My first blog. My only blog.
If you're reading this, I can only assume that my blog has gone on to garner critical acclaim among Internet types. My opinions on the world around me have obviously captured the imaginations of thousands, Sunday newspapers are begging me for a weekly column and you, dear reader, wanted to see where it all began.
If none of the above is true of course, then this has been a rather pointless waste of 10 minutes of my life.
Until tomorrow.
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