Published on 30/3/2004
in photos.
A keepy-uppy game, via Giles. Ta. Ahem, 53:
Published on 30/3/2004
in sport.
From my Scottish ex-boss:
The Webb Ellis trophy came to Farnham rugby club on sat evening so I went down to see it. Then watched the game on the big screen. It was fun watching England getting hammered whilst stood no more than 15yds away from the world cup. Warmed my Scottish heart!
You just can’t trust the Scottish. I’d sent a mail telling him how Scotland had won the plate against the French, congrats, and he comes back with that.
Like the kids in front of us at the 7s. We were umming and arring over who to cheer for in the plate final. After promises from the Scottish kids in front of us that they would support England in the cup final and considering we were just in front of all the French fans, we decided to cheer for the Scots. Shock, the cup final comes around and the frickin Scottish kids are cheering for the Argies. Typical. That’s the last time I ever cheer for Scotland in anything. I said they’d rip us off, but one of the lads was saying we should be bigger than them, they’re a home country etc. Fook that next time.
Fit Except For A Slight Tazza Admin Doris is getting a bit arsey with me. She was supposed to come up to sit with us at the 7s, but she was late, couldn’t get in. Eventually she got into the stand but couldn’t find us….
“Heard of the phone? It’s magic.”
“Battery died.”
“Sure. Excuses excuses.”
“You think I like walking around by myself!? I was watching the last game standing on the corridor, anyway i find a spot beside the Pimms stand, so i just stayed there for 20 minutes and watch until it ended.”
“Calm down!”
No reply!
Probably a good idea she didn’t manage to find us, seeing as I’d told everyone not to mention her tazza. You know exactly what would have happened.
In response to a good weekend email, I got this:
Absolutely not, Lost my god damn phone on friday, and my whole hang bag on saturday after the rugby, got camera, MP3, wallet in there, lost all the pictures……..need to retake ID and credit cards, lot of hassle, but is my own stupidity, i left my hangbag outside my door, let it hang on at the gate forgotting to bring back in the house. (Drunk ? was slightly). Extremely miserable, hangbag and all those stuff are expensive, and that is limited special that could not buy again!!!!!!! Hate the job i m doing, thought about quitting it this wednesday but need to replace all those shit, i therefore have to stay for a while ! F***********************K. And you know wat pissed me off ? my sunday’s rugby ticket was in my handbag !!!!!!!!!!! i did not discovere the lost of hangbag until i was all dressed up with an england flag top on !!! GREAAT
How about you? got laid? had fun? did u bring your saturday Doris to the rugby?
Good drinking.
Hold on — who takes a handbag to the 7s?!
Peter Ustinov just died, so I was reading through some of his quotes. My favourite:
“Contrary to general belief, I do not believe that friends are necessarily the people you like best, they are merely the people who got there first.”
It’s so true.
Got a lot to write I guess. If I can remember it.
Got a bit to catch up on first, like 9000 emails. Yes I’m massive. Huge. See point 16 here.
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