Ate Indonesian food for the first time. Ate Indonesian food for the last time. Way beyond my delicate ulster palettes capability to comprehend how something that smells like a bounty bar can cause what feels like a terrible attack of internal bleeding and organ failure. My own fault for eating something without googling it first!
Well after work went to Axbridge in Somerset to meet my mate Matt who had flown back from Indo for 3 weeks holiday. Meal and a few drinks. Then he's back home after a wedding on the weekend. He job involves flying around the Indo outback landing on hills and mountains landing strips for various things.
Got out of bed this morning to discover my legs have almost forgotten what they are supposed to do when being asked to get me from A to B, I don’t even want to consider how my liver function is operating. I spent the last couple of days in Scotland for a conference and playing Golf at Gleneagles. In the early hours of Tuesday morning I was introduced to a harmless drink called "wee small Guinness". It is made up a shot glass with some kind of very dark liquor, then a whisky and topped with Bailey’s carefully poured on the top. They slid down very nicely topping off the copious amounts of beer and red wine that had preceded them. Unfortunately they also did their utmost to come back up again not that many hours later half way up the 3rd Par 4. I just hope my legs recover today as I have to play in another golf day tomorrow in South East London. It's a tough life but someone's got to do it I suppose.
I have to say that on the phone last night, you sounded much more 'with it' after your signal broke up completely than you did beforehand...
Yesterday I thanked Ken for brightening my day up. However Mr FOC you've just ruined today which was going well until I read about your terrible predicament at Gleneagles. My heart bleeds for you (actually your liver bleeds for six seconds with each can of Redbull or so I was told). Anyway I'd much rather be doing this stressful project than be subject to your living misery up there. Please feel free to divert to the north east on your way home so I can kick you in the b*lls
Six seconds you say, that will be 24 seconds during the golf, 12 more at the airport last night and another 6 in the car on the way home and I don’t even like the bloody stuff. When I got home L said the last time she had seen eyes like that is was in the snow when the dog cocked its leg. I showered and went straight to bed, woke this morning to a delayed hang over from hell and legs that don’t work. On her way out this morning she said; ‘don’t forget on Thursday I need you to do whatever it was she asked me to do’. When I said, I can’t I am playing golf in London I swear I heard her laughing but as the front door had slammed I couldn’t be 100% sure.
Sorry, The heading caught my eye in the newly posted section and just had to see the floating tv stand and see how it mounted to the bike! Wasn't quite what I was expecting
Having a few days off work so my current wife and I had a wander around Sandringham - flag was up so i'm guessing someone was watching!
Done absolutely no prep for setting off in about 14 hours to catch the hull ferry. No packing / no fettling / no nothing. Got home from work 15 mins ago, had tea, just watching half an hour of telly before bed. Waste of a day! Gonna be bedlam tomorrow!!! Can't wait!
Your a fake baby you can't control it, get rid of those uking eye lashes too Alex rules, well the wife's wet and that's all that matters!
Had 12 kids round for my eldest girl's birthday party. My head is bursting. Wife already gone to bed, as are the three kids. Sitting here watching the NFL with both cats lying on me. Peace at last.
Good Morning Bad afternoon !! What's he on about now? Well this is yesterday Saturday .The day started great ,a ride down to Millenium Motorcycles for the first service and also new Gillies Rearsets and an R&G Radiator protector .Had a good feed in the cafe and a good mooch about " great shop and a top team" Once the bike was serviced the technician had me sat on the bike to find the correct adjustment and this was amended .So paid up and got home what could possibly go wrong??? Ding Dong wife comes to the door and says the washer is on but the toilet is making a noise? Ok so I flush the toilet and at the end of the flush the clean water only goes down two thirds and sits higher than normal ,quick hand down the bog hoping for a cardboard roll " no such luck" so here goes take the block pavers out of the manhole cover as the swine is rusted in both inner and outer tray managed to prise the two halves and lift the over and BAM the sucker is full so as I can't see the inlet and outlet only one thing for it and that's to bail out! So twenty buckets later lying on my belly scooping the " little bits" that are left I send out for some drain rods which Elaine got from her brothers which are only fit for a bonfire so she goes to B&Q and I go to a mates so after Half an hour of pissing about the drains are still full and I have run out of rods so a walk around the close shows only one manhole in a garden opposite I summons the old biffer and once we removed the little chippings and managed to get the cover up BAM this was also full oh no back on the belly and scooping this one out "not ideal" I here you say so final scoops and a bit of wrenching gets me into the manhole so another half an hour and Gloop ! Big noise and sounds like its clear "Success" so I fire down my manhole a full wheels bin of clean water which zooms through his and whilst Elaine hoses and disinfects the rods I replace the block pavers a good clean up and now its 7.30 ..Like I say Good Morning Bad Afternoon .
Quality job though Giv, probably saved £100's in an emergency plumber to sort it. I have that problem where my neighbours drain blocks up with earth from an adjoining property, which in turn back mine up and stops my downstairs loo flushing. A tenners worth of ebay rods has saved the day a few times.
