Wiggy's World

So not had an update for a few days, and have noticed one or two nosey parkers checking up on me so to speak So here goes.

First of all… reading my mate 0lly’s blog I found this picture here..

stolen from 0lly.co.uk

He says its a tribute to Mr Wiggy Bravo

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So the blog has been offline for a few days, and is now back and ready for more So sit back with a fresh brew, cos this is a long one!!!
Had quite an interesting few days tbh.

Thursday at work was quiet and I quietly went about my work as I had done for the earlier half of the week. Got home from work, went on Virtual Tennis 3 for half an hour, and then started to get ready to hit the town with Bagi, Moorey and Butler. Met them in the Swan at just gone half 8, and from there things started to get a bit messy We did a few pubs, and then got into Wetherspoons, where I got myself a Jagermeister and Red Bull, whilst Bagi got a Corona. Once he saw what I’d got he started dribbling at the mouth, and ordered himself one and another Corona, and let me have the extra one! He’s a really nice man, that “all seeing, all knowing eye” that is Bagi Nipped into Marthas, then Flanigans. Were gonna go upstairs, but the queue was massive, so we got a drink from the downstairs bar, necked them, and then buggered off to Liquid, for free admission. There were about 4 people in (not including ourselves or the bar staff) so we made good use of the buy 1 get one free offer on VK drinks, did a few swings on the “Chavometer” and then made our way to QI. Moorey did his best Cinderella impression, and made his way home, before his ride home turned into a pumpkin or something stupid like that Me, Bagi and Butler ripped up the dance-floor in QI, and we were loving it! Got home bout half 1ish I think, after drunk texting John asking who was out on saturday night for his birthday

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Well yesterday was Prison Break day again, so I got home from work, and shut the curtains, put the kettle on, and settled myself in front of my computer screen, ready for the latest edition of Prison Break! All I will say is WOW what an episode! Altho afterwards chatting to Olstar, who had not yet seen it, due to rude people coming round to visit him And we found out that there will only be 3 more episodes in this season!! So after a bit of digging I found a forum or two that said they were thinking about a season 4, but I REALLY REALLY hope that it ends with a cracking finale in 3 episodes time Or it’ll just end up being like LOST, and how unlucky can 1 man be! One minute he gets locked up to break his brother out of prison, then ends up in prison in panama, and if there is a season 4 he’ll prob escape to the UK or sommat, and find himself visiting HMP Wakefield alongside some of the perverts serving their time in there

And that brings me onto the next subject… LOST is back on our screens in the next few weeks, so gonna have to start watching that again I think! No doubt Lee Westwood and Olstar will be happy with that news I just love the American drama’s at the minute shame, the English don’t seem able to come up with the ideas first

Didnt get upto much after work last night, apart from getting ready for the gym, and sending a few text messages out and about to a few folks, trying to sort out a pro evo night Got to the gym, and we decided to work on the chest again, as I’m still not happy with it! My arms and shoulders seem to be getting bigger quicker than the chest grrrrr. Had a chat with two of John’s mates who were on about holidays, and we got into chatting bout the worst places and how some hotel rooms are that bad people would rather sleep on the balcony or on the sun loungers, or pass out before they even got to the hotel room, and sleep outside the door Was another good session on the weights, and  we decided to slowly step it up to the next level again.  By the time we got to the stomach exercises my arms were feeling numb, and by the time we’d finished the little circuit we do, my stomach once again felt like it had been turned inside out Dean Turner was in again last night, and he is insistent that the gym is bad for you yet like me, he keeps going.  Chatting to him and Bucko at times, makes me miss the days when we all used to play football for Kirkby Autocentre, and the laughs we used to have.  Was just as fun when we used to play on sundays for FLL Aerospace, but I kinda miss the fun on saturdays, going to the pub afterwards.  Only problem was… the older I got… the more knackered I’d feel sat evening/night

Seems to be some interesting transfer targets in KK’s sights if you believe the constant crap churned out by the daily papers   Altho if there was an ounce of truth about them it’d be interesting to see what happened haha!

Namely the Mirror reporting that KK is interested in bringing non-other than David Beckham to the Toon, where the Daily Mail says he’s offered Micah Richard £70k a week to come and join him in the north-east! Think he’d defo be a good addition to the squad.  Sky Sports News reports that Daniel van Buyten from Bayern Munich is also a target, who played for half a season under KK at Man City.

He needs to get his finger out soon, as the window closes in a matter of days

Friday night I decided to go over to Manor and partake in an hours footballing festivities with a few others. Was a good run-about, and always nice to chop down Smithy and a few others Somehow we’d missed all the rain too! It seemed to have rained for the best part of the afternoon, but when we got to Manor it stopped, only to start again once we’d finished! Pretty random weather shown again. Nipped over to see my mother after football, and she decided to go shopping instead, cos i’d not been round earlier So found myself sat round there watching telly for a bit till she got back. Had a bit of a chat with her once she’d returned, decided that we’d go to McArthur Glen in the morning, and I nicked the sit-up bench, and then made my way home. Chilled out at home watching telly for a bit, then feeling rather tired called it a night.

Got up nice and early, and went to pick my mother up. Have a nosey round some of the shops, and bought myself a few new shirts and hats and things, and then met my mum in Starbucks for a nice Caramel Machiatto and then we headed off back to hers, where I had a bite to eat and shower before heading off into town to take in the Stags match. Got down early, and parked up, and had a wander round the stags club-cabin and Sainsbury’s, and then returned to my car with a program waiting for Lee and his dad to arrive.

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Another great article from Robbo on the BBC website …

Well I was looking forward to writing about summat other than the blinking North-East tragicomedy called ‘Replacing Sam’ but then someone whispered to me over the teatime pint that Kev was coming back.

I was coughing that pint out of my nostrils such was me delight. But then a Geordie pal came in with a leather-bound black book in his hand and he passed it solemnly over to me.

The book was called The Gospel According to St. James. He directed me to the following chapter. Maybe it is written in the stars.

‘And lo it did come to pass that He That Would Love It, Love It, didst unto the barren wastes wander. And they that clad themselves in black and white, and named themselves after the the birds that steal, shall wander in the wilderness for one times 11 years.

And lo the land of the sainted James shall fall quiet, save for he that shall be called Shearer who didst among the faithful walk. Yet unto himself punditry didst call and on to a sofa retreated he to speak of lads and disappointments and top finishing.

Yet back to the Army of Toon who didst still loiter at the Gate of Gallow; for they shall have a new Master; and thy Lord shall be Shepherd and oh how thou shall want over and over again. For Fred shall become a shepherd of managers.

From the north shall he summon a pestilence of Sourness and he from Dalg-land that shall speak Dalglish; from the East shall stride he that is Ruud, who couldst not with the Shearer lie; from the South shall come Roeder, and he shall from the corner of his mouth speak – and what he shall speak of shall be Bobbins.

And from the West shall the Allardyce arrive and with mighty haste shall he the birds of the air disperse with balls of prodigious height. And what shall come to pass will be a very long pass indeed.

And they that unto the ground shall still their pilgrimage make shall cry unto the Allardyce: “Of what though dost, thou knows not! Of what thou dost, thou knows not!”

And yea even though Sirbobby shall his own mark make, he too shall pass, for the Lord thy Shepherd shall not want anyone for he canst not a decision stick to, the big lardy pillock.

And for they that cast themselves in white and black uponst the day before the Sabbath (at around 3pm usually unless Sky’s shifted it to some stupid time); for them shall come a man like them, dressed like them, full-bellied and pasty of face as are they.

And he shall be called Ashley. And though he be flipping rolling in it, shall he lie down with them that can a season ticket barely buy. And he shall the Allardyce banish.

And then shall from Pompey a man be summoned and he shall um and ahh and back out for he is no mug and he knows a sh**e job when he sees one. And besides, there are not wings enough to fly him from the sun to the place where the frost forever lies and thou shalt walk with thy 20 Regals turned in thy cap-sleeved T-shirt.

And thus shall it come to pass that all those that look on in wonder and mirth shall pour forth their scorn, yea especially the Smoggie and the Mackem, for lowlier though they art they are not t**s up nor never shall be, so help us God.

And into the Valley of Death stride the Army of Toon and those amongst them shall not revive them: an Owen shall rise but every nine months from his sick-bed but all too soon returneth; he that is named Duff shall be just that; and Joseph of Barton shall arrive upon his donkey and turn into an ass.

And yet as it was foretold, the man shall come again. Ay, and ye shall know him for he shall begin each sentence with the word “‘Opefully”. And he shall upon the Tyne walk, for he that didst exhilirate with footie most forward-thinking is returned.

And shall the Shearer be when asked if he could be a number two, answer in riddles: ‘Number 1, I don’t think I’d want be a Number Two and Number 2, I don’t know if he’d want one.’

And lo, shall the Geordies get carried away and over-excited and descend upon the club shop which shall run short of the letter K for the replica shirts.

And shall the cupboard that once did house the Fairs Cup remain unbejewelled and shall the Geordie nutcases not a toss give for they shall sing the name of Messiah and he shall them entertain.

And yea though the rest of us snigger, we shall their footy envy and their defence ridicule and we shall, despite it being a decision of sentimental stupidity, wish the lad and his followers all the best.

And shall they turn over Arsenal at the Emirates in the fourth round? Shall they b******s.’

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Work was like any other day without Maddsy… BLISS Think between us me and Lee have managed to save about £10 each in drinks Few more DVD’s called for then hahaha

Got home last night, and had some Pea and Ham soup, and put Layer Cake on, so watched that whilst chatting to Lucy on msn again, and then I got a text off John asking if I was up for the gym later. Headed over and was there a bit early as normal, and so started warming up a bit, and saw one of the old Kirkby football lads, who I’d not seen for years. Kinda surprised he recognised me. Deano used to play in net for us in the good old days of FLL Aerospace and for a bit as Kirkby Autocentre. He was moaning like hell about why do we bother going to the gym when we know we’re gonna hurt like hell later. So thats about 4 of the old Kirkby lads I’ve seen in the gym in the last few weeks, but I doubt I’ll ever go for a catch-up drink with them! They’re all fucking huge now. I’ll stick to messaging the few that are on facebook

Had a proper good session on the shoulders as we’d missed a week, and if I’m honest it felt like the first proper session since before Christmas. Was texting becca whilst in the gym joking about how much I love pumping iron in the gym, and for some reason it always puts a smile on my face pushing myself to the limits, and sometimes going beyond. Managed to do that last night. About 3 months ago, I tried to lift similar to what John was lifting on this one machine, but couldn’t even lift it a bit. Slowly we’ve been increasing to the next level, and last night I managed to get through 8 reps without really struggling, so I was very impressed Did a quick stomach session, and upon leaving the gym it felt like my stomach muscles had been turned inside out, and knotted themselves in the process! It’s all good tho haha

From the gym I decided to nip into Tesco for some bread, and more importantly Milk, so I could start on the protein shakes again, cos John said the plan was to bulk up over the next 3/4 months, and then over the summer do more reps with less weight to keep it steady during the summer months. Got some proper funny looks from people in Tesco, as I was walking round in my new vest top I think the men wanted to be me, and the women wanted to be with me

I think I’m cute.
I know I’m sexy.
I’ve got the looks,
That drive the girls wild
I’ve got the moves, that really move ‘em.
I send chills up.
Up and down their spines.

I’m just a sexy boy,
Sexy boy
I’m not your boy toy,
Boy toy
I’m just a sexy boy,
Sexy boy
I’m not your boy toy,
Boy toy

I make ‘em hot.
I make ‘em shiver.
Their knees get weak,
Whenever I’m around.
They see me walk,
They hear me talk,
I make ‘em feel,
Like they’re on cloud nine

I’m just a sexy boy,
Sexy boy
I’m not your boy toy,
Boy toy
I’m just a sexy boy,
Sexy boy
I’m not your boy toy,
Boy toy

Eat your heart out girls
Hands off the merchandise

I think only Senor Kirk will comprendez

Got home, and didnt feel tired, so watched one of the best episodes of RAW for a while, whilst chatting to Lucy some more! Turns out I took the wrong career choice, cos she wanted me to go round and fix her SKY. Tell you what Lucy… I’ll go on a course to become a SKY technician just for you shall I?

Tonight I’m gonna go to football I think, and then spend the rest of the evening over at my mothers, as my dad’s over in Long Beach or where-ever at a show! As long as he gets me a new IPOD I aint too fussed where he is

Remember folks… “To be the man… you’ve gotta beat the man”

So carrying on from the last blog post for a minute, checking through the blog stats, and 3 or 4 people have so far been searching for the “Geordie Messiah returns” Be interesting to know what they think on this matter

Well work is slowly coming in now, and I’ve managed to sort out all the artwork for Crit, atleast until the Chav is back in the office Had a great day of calling Zoe as many different names as it was possible in the 8 hours we were at work haha! Around 3pm Geoffrey said he was gonna go get me some tissues so I could wipe my tears, and then hit me with the best news for a long time King Kev has returned to the throne Quickly told him that the return of the Geordie legend, meant I wouldnt be using the tissues to dry my eyes

Got home from work, and watched Twin Town again. What a film, and part way through I got a text off this dickhead. He said he;d left his wallet at work, and wondered if it’d be muchos trouble if he could have the key, or if I could meet him there bout 8ish *rollseyes* Had some tea, and finished watching Twin Town, and then met the fragle outside work so he could get his wallet, then headed back to watch updates on Sky Sports website of the Newcastle vs Stoke game. Turns out since the news broke, they sold an extra 20,000 tickets for the game against Stoke, and they had to postpone the kick-off by atleast 15 minutes due to the ticket rush. According to one or two sources there appeared to be a massive change in the crowd, and it seems the players responded to the appointment, and the buzzing crowd, and came away 4-1 victors, despite playing for best part of an hour with only 10 men!! Normally I feel we’d have folded and gone on to lose the game. Chatted to Becca Musson for a bit on facebook, till she decided using her mobile to send messages on facebook was getting a little too expensive, so told me her mobile number instead   Been invited upto the Cockle with her and a few of her mates one night to do the quiz, so it’ll be nice to do something different with a few different folks

WOW!!! I never thought I would see the day that King Kev would return to manage the beloved Toon.  Be interesting to see wether or not he brings in the other Geordie Messiah, a certain Mr Shearer, in as his number two.

Of course now Mark is worrying that we’re gonna be over-taking Chelsea in the league before long   Lets hope he can bring back a similar sort of cavalier football that we enjoyed under his leadership in the mid-90s, but maybe without him blowing a fuse this time!!

Happy days