Wiggy | 
04 22nd, 2008| 
Thanks to my main man Olstizzle for sending me the link to this… WOOOOO It’s gonna be off the hook…
Apr
22
So yesterday at work was interesting to say the least! Maddsy decided to go it alone in the “get em in” stakes, and then wondered why me and Lee wouldn’t buy him one 
Other than that it was a case of trying to finish off as much of this artwork for a customer as possible!! Was helped by the odd joke from Lizzie and my dad coming through on the old dog and bone haha!
John was in a meeting from 6 when he finished work, so I went back home and chilled for an hour chatting to Mr Bagi, who for some god forsaken reason thinks of himself as “GOD” Told him that his missus was giving me the eye in the pub, but he was having non of it Think we’ll put it down to nerves about her meeting some of the football lads HAHAHA!! After a few quick fights on facebook, John text me saying he’d be at the gym from 7, so made haste and headed over to Kirkby. Had a good session on the chest, but my god! When we started the bench pressing, not sure if it’s cos we still weren’t fully warmed up, but it felt ALOT heavier than normal 
Got to the stage where I was having to have John spot me, cos I just couldnt seem to find the power in my arms to lift it!! The rest of the things I did fine, and even stepped up a bit of weight on them all! I just seem to be stuck on the bench pressing, which is a little random 
Got home bout half 8ish, and then randomly watched a film or two on telly, whilst extending my record on Wrestler to 51 wins compared to 34 defeats!! Slowly working my way up the Nottingham and facebook rankings! Now 40th in Nottingham, and 6797 on facbook! A rise of 7 in the area championship and a massive step of 1500ish on facebook! HOW SAD Anyway thats enough for now 
Apr
21
So not blogged for a few days now, as not much interesting has been going on, atleast till this weekend anyway
Thursday there was no gym due to the fact that John played football, and managed to kill himself in the process *rollseyes* Sprains his ankle, then proceeds to spend about 11 hours at work hobbling round and things, thought he was meant to be clever, altho we’ve learnt that he needs to pay more attention to his spelling So ended up chatting to a few folks on msn and via text.
Apr
15
So yesterday I decided to ask John if it was normal time at the gym, and he said the words I didnt really feel like hearing… “yeah mate BIG SESSION tonight” Also yesterday I decided I might become an undercover agent for the police! I’ve been to Old Trafford 6 times now this season, and no-one has questioned my support! Even when I sat with my head in my hands through the 6-0 second half mauling of my beloved Newcastle All I’d need is the following disguise, and I’d be laughing!
Got to the gym bout on time, but John was stuck in traffic, so rather than warm up, I chatted to Blaine bout their night out in Newcastle Friday night for their mate Matt’s birthday. John got there, and we started where we left off last week… proper sessions, altho this morning I’m not feeling half as bad as last week! So maybe tonight I need to up my game a little more Hmmmmmm. Nipped to the chippy on the way home, altho I really wasn’t hungry and only managed half of it Started watching Donnie Brasco on DVD, whilst having a chat with Malc, Bobby and Bagi about football and that, and then Lee Westwood popped round to drop off a dvd, which I’d bought, but not seen before I lent i him. Had a bit of a quick catch-up on gossip and things, ad then I settled down chatting to some folks whilst watching “I now Pronounce you Chuck and Larry” before heading up to bed. Altho once I was there, I just couldnt seem to go to sleep, and kept clock-watching 
Earlier in the night Maddsy had sent me a comical photo of Kieran, so thought I’d stick that up on here, along with an updated photo of our Owen from this weekend
Apr
14
So Thursday I was still aching like hell from the gym and my random drive to and from Manchester, so got abuse off John for saying I really wasn’t in the mood for the gym or anything, altho we did have a nice cloth delivery, and Mark shouted “Where’s Wiggy hiding… got a job that’ll suit you to the ground”… then proceeded to rip me for going to the gym.. Cheeky bastard!! I knew tho that once Geoffrey had come in, that he’d be complaining to Mark that there was an urgent design & quote that needed sorting, so within minutes, Mark pulled me off the unloading duties The rest of the day was just a blur! Spent Thursday night chatting to various folks on facebook or msn, whilst having a dvd or two on in the background
Apr
10
These are the voyages of the Starship Wigbert! Its mission: to explore the route between Mansfield and Manchester: to seek lions in the Pennines, to save strandard truckers from being mauled to death, to boldly go where no man has gone before… for a walk in the pitch black at 1am
Ok now I think you can tell me and Maddsy were a little bored last night on the way back from the game at Old Trafford hahaha! So work was ok I suppose. Well as OK as it gets when you’re leaving at 3:30ish to go and watch a Champions League game
Left work, and followed Maddsy over to his house so he could drop his car off, cos he’d so conviniently been for a “meeting of the Minds or something” with Mark, which included a swift half!! He rather kindly put £20 of working mans petrol into the Terg, and we set off on our merry way. Estimated time of arrival according to SatNav was 17:28 or something… but we soon got stuck in slow moving traffic, which I think was something to do with Napoleon Ice Cream being spilt from a nearby Flying Saucer 
Finally got parked up, after deciding to mute my SatNav cos it was telling me a certain stretch of the Motorway around Manchester was a 40mph Average Speed Camera Zone, even tho other cars go flying past you, like a scene out of Talladega Nights, when he’s doing 23mph, and everyone else is flat out Due to SatNav not telling us where to go, cos she’d lost her rather irritating voice, Maddsy decided to take me off the normal route, and we decided to go for a scenic tour of the surrounding areas, before rejoining the usual route That lad will be the death of me I swear!!!
Got parked up, and it was rammed. Went for a piss in the Lancashire Cricket Ground, and two people walk in just as I’m walking out…. Webbo and Tez, lads I knew from Rainworth! The strange places you meet some people Had a Chicken Burger and we made our way to the ground, via the booze shop, so Maddsy could have a swift can. Got into the ground, and just before Kick-Off Maddsy noticed that there were some Italians sat only a few rows behind us!!! The game was pretty good, and it all got heated a few rows back, when Roma’s de Rossi decided to blaze his penalty bout 20 ft over the bar… Chris Waddle circa 1990 World Cup style!!! A few scally-wag Manchester United fans decided to goad the Italians, whoi were literally trying to jump over the small line of stewards, and attack the little runt It was quite funny to watch. After a few minutes me and Maddsy started getting showed with gifts! Taglietelle Pasta shapes, frozen mince and tinned tomatoes!! All the necessary ingredients for a cracking evening meal
The drive back was monumental! Luckily enough once we’d had a few renditions of “Gary Neville is a red, is a red, is a red, Garry Neville is a red, He’s a WANKER!!” and we saw him come on for the last few minutes in midfield, we thought fuck this and left early. Boy did we beat the traffic!! Normally you’re sat for 45 minutes just to get out of the car-park, and then a further 45 minutes to get to the M60! This time we did it in about 10 minutes, and were soon on our way arsing about. When we got to the Pennines, we’d remembered a previous conversation on the way up there, about Lions on the prowl! This is when Maddsy too a “Blair Witch Style” video Will post it once he bluetooths it to me!! We were just pissing about all the way home tbh. Got back bout half 11, when I know I was expecting to be back closer to 1ish
All in all a good night, with plenty of laughs
