... give yersel a bit praise for a change, why not eh? I'll start. "I'm proud ... ... to have intervened in a difficult situation in the middle of nowhere, Sardinia. We were on a six month jaunt driving around the Med taking every back road and mountain pass. We ended up in a small village that was more like a film set from an old film. We stopped for provisions in a lovely old grocery shop manned by two ancient spinsters, they were lovely. Four other of their kind were doing more gossiping than shopping, they allowed us to 'go to the front of the queue' for what it was. As we asked for various things they chuckled at my pathetic Italian and commented on what we bought. Everything was like a scene from 100 years ago with sacks of flour, hams hung from the ceiling and mushrooms in straw punnets fresh from the hillside. As they were cutting slices of ham, and wrapping each one, a family of Romanians came in, dad, two big teenage sons and a woman who looked like a fortune teller. They proceeded to pick up things from the shelves, taking bites out of the fruit and 'tasting' the cheeses, etc. The two old lasses started to fluster and whispered that it was becoming a big problem after years of happy tranquility serving the locals and occasional 'lost' tourist. Me and Mrs Smug couldn't wait to get out but noticed the Romanians were blatantly putting things in their bag and pockets. Out of nowhere I absolutely lost it and charged at them. I grabbed the bag, pushed them outside and took my jacket off. I was screaming at them and rolling up my sleeves while the dad pulled out a knife. 'Call that a knife' I thought which actually made me laugh out loud. That did the trick and they jumped in their old Peugeot and bombed off in a cloud of dust. I went back into the shop to a chorus of hand flailing, pantomime swoons and bravissimos! I don't often feel pride but I did that day and lapped up all the praise Anyone else?
Many many years ago as kids, we had a den in the trees behind Boldon Colliery railway station (now Brockley Whins). To get there we had to go through Brockley Whins estate, which was frowned upon as we were scotchy lads. Anyhow one day, me and my mate, let’s call him Brian, wells that’s because it was his name, were walking over the bridge and a group of Brocka lads faced us, just us two. Anyhow as they approached us, one pointed to me and said, don’t touch him, he’s Decka Wades cousin (him of Angelic Upstarts fame). So they battered Brian whilst I ran away and crossed the railway lines further down through a turnstile style thing. I could have been killed if there was a train coming. Well proud Oh and Brian was a mag
walking down the main road and glancing to my right i saw a toddler doing what toddlers tend to do, making bee line away from it's mother while giggling to itself, problem was as it was aiming straight for the road and there were cars racing up and down the street (no idea why but this main road has always had drivers flooring it) so without really thinking i ran in between the cars, grabbed the bairn and carried it back round the corner to it's mother who by now had realised the bairn had legged it and had a very worried look (obviously). nobody saw me and to this day nobody knows just how close the bairn was to his last day on earth except me...i just wonder if it had happened these days if i would have taken a picture first showing child, then cars then ask someone passing by to record the entire thing while i made a big deal of it to the mother, then put it all on f/book and tw@tter and the rest so i could gain many praises from all my friends...or whether i would just have the sense to do as i did anyway.
On Sunday I scored my first ever hundred. 103 not out to be precise. I’m 42 and been playing since I was 12. Was knackered in Monday though!
There's a bloke in our office who thinks he's above his station, craves an audience and talks loudly down to people to make himself feel more important. I'm quite proud of myself that I haven't decked the obnoxious twat yet. Does that count?
Im just proud for making a nice life for myself. Married for 19 years to a beautiful woman, got 2 dogs which i adore and have everything ive ever wanted in life. Life is good.
Make the most of every moment mate. By coincidence we're just coming up to our 19th anniversary which has been wonderful. We've had a wild time, worked in some incredible places and lived the way we wanted to ... that wouldn't be to most people's taste because it's involved taking crazy chances and moving from one mad situation to another. Sadly Mrs Smug has, in the last few months, started to suffer from short term memory loss and showing some frightening signs of disorientation. All of a sudden everything has changed and it's really scary. I've had to cancel matches, miss concerts, stop family visiting, quit Scotland, etc, etc etc. I can't leave her alone, too long, so that's put paid to my walking. This is the first thing that's ever stopped me in my tracks and it's a massive reality check ... ... I always thought normal rules didn't apply
There's a bloke in our office who seems really bitter that my natural wit gets me the attention of a lot of the attractive office lasses. I've seen how annoyed he gets so I talk down to him quite loudly just to wind him up a bit more. Anyway, I'm proud that I'm about to get promoted above him, so he can have no doubts about how important I am.
Mate, f**kin hell. Nothing I can really say about your situation as no one can understand how yous are feeling. All I can say is, we're here.
Bloody hell Smug, take care of yourself and Mrs Smug. Will ask those upstairs for some healing help the come her way
I am incredibly sorry to hear that mate. I truly hope that things take a turn for the better. You'll have plenty of support and help with close friends and when you come to the NE. I will be happy to help anyway I can in terms of hospitality next time you're in Sunderland. Best wishes.
nowt i can say to make things any better for you, wish i could but things can change so flaming fast can't they..one day i was fine and next day lucky to be here. i hope you both have plenty of time to enjoy being with each other and if i cannot do owt else at least i am a good listener.
