Thank **** I've got a lift back from work tomorrow. It'll be rammed in the Cheese and I want the same VIEW I had on Saturday afternoon. I don't want to be having to tell gormless ****ers to get their twatting heads out of the way. I wonder if Saint will be back from Devon for it.
Watched the semi at an English pub. RHC would have felt quite at home. Some interesting characters there. There was a guy I'll call Pervy Peter. 50, mostly grey, short and fat. Overhead him tell his mates how he hates that he is married because the barmaid was hot and smiled at him. (Barmaid was probably 22, blonde, perfectly proportioned.. huge but pert breasts etc... There's no way she would go for Pervy Peter... She smiled at everyone). There was a tiny woman who knew everyone there both working and customers... I take it she worked there and was on day off... She kept going behind the counter and patting the workstaff on the bum. She was American unlike most of the people there. I'm pretty sure she was on meth or something. Just had that look. There were some drunk fat slobs at the back who wouldn't quit singing 10 German bombers. Trying to hit on tiny woman the whole time was this Asian guy named Quinn. (At least it sounded like Quinn, it was very loud in there... Packed like sardines). Quinn was very desperate for tiny woman to notice him. He seemed a nice guy though. Tiny lady went outside a few times to get away from Quinn. Was a fun afternoon being half inebriated at 3:00 and watching the game wouldn't do it often though. My introvert self will return now though. That's my pubbing until England are in the semi finals again... So 20 or 30 years from now. #lifestory #notthecheese
Funeral last Friday. I'd been speaking to the guy on the Saturday afternoon 13 days previously (the day he died). About two weeks before that, he'd left the Cheese and walked across the road, but he lost his balance on the opposite kerb and stumbled back into the road, where he got clipped by a car. He was taken to hospital and had a scan. He had a dislocated hip. However, the scan also showed his cancer had returned and it was terminal. He said he wasn't sure how he was going to get to Clatterbridge, but it didn't matter, as he wasn't going anyway. He seemed OK. He hung himself that night. He was a bit of a rum ****er coming from a rum family, so the large turnout was something of a rogue's gallery. My eldest got back from Dubai on Saturday morning and came straight to the Cheese. It was wonderful to see her again after 3.5 months. She very upset about her boyfriend and she detests Dubai. She's going to take a lot of cheering up.
A friend of mine (not a great one, but still....) hung himself recently. Have to be really desperate to do that, it seems to me. Incredibly sad.
It's impossible situation. nobody can read a mind but it is always the thing people think after. why didn't i see it?
