Two fantastic games yesterday. (City, the English Barca?) The sun is shining brightly. Sunderland didn't get beat, Quinn isn't leaving (I bloody hope), Bruce will shock us all with two great last minuet signings and best of all... My eldest is flying down tonight from Woolsington Int Airport for a visit. As Mondays go, this one ain't bad at all.
Sunny day in Bristol (a rarity). Off to Bath today for a few beers and a curry to celebrate birthday - looking forward to it. Will be checking sky sports for any news of signings.
Bank holiday monday, free day off work and the wife n little ones gone shopping. So it's just me n the dog pure bliss. EDIT - just to clarify it's not me and the dog in a Syd freaky RSPCA court case sort of way.
Off work does for me lads no sucking dust all day from grinders and getting burnt, if the weather holds might even fire the BBQ up.
If you need references make a thread and see what you get. After all, a poster on an internet forum can't be wrong, it'd be like a solid gold key that can open any door.
That's not the problem, I just need to think up enough bullshit about myself that doesn't sound to cliché to make up 4000 characters!
I have the lasses parents here, so will be mostly spending the day avoiding her mother , and getting ****faced with her dad,who is a top fella. Nice.
Again mate, do a thread on it, then copy and paste our pearls of wisdom. If nowt else it'll pass the time and be good for a laugh.
I'm trying to muster up the enthusiasm to take my shed down and empty the compost bin, ready to take over to my new gaff this afternoon. I'm not getting much done posting on here, am I? Good idea VS. Get that thread up Jersey. I'm sure that we can come up with some words of wisdom about your dodgy dealings with Catholic Priests
That happened when I was staying at my mother's house in Seaham one Christmas. Took a few days to find someone to come out to fix it - not fun!
Happened to me when I was a nipper living in Peterlee. We had no money left for the gas meter on Boxing day, so cold turkey sandwiches were the order of the day Now I think back, it was funny watching my mum sticking a knife in the slot, trying to clock some hours of gas up on the meter..... Those were the days
Google is your friend mate, search with the details of your problem. Amazing how often a simple fix can be found, fixable by a guy who can hold a screwdriver the right way round.
My dear old Mum standing with the gasman with coins in her hand ready to replace the Joplings tokens that were in the meters cash box.
