So it’s pretty fair to say I’ve not done a great deal this week at all :lol: Monday I was too damn tired to go to the gym, but Tuesday I managed it, and we had a quick session on the back, and was home by 7. which felt quite odd. Wednesday was a shoulders day, and had a great session, and got chatting to this lad in the gym, who I’d mentioned I was looking at selling the car. He asked if my Red Recaro’s would drop straight into his Civic Type R, but I didnt have a clue, imagine so tho. Once we left the gym, I realised what a TWAT I’d been!! It had gotten quite dark on the way over to the gym, so I put my lights on. As you can imagine I’d left them on, and the battery was bloody flat GRRRR!! Anyway luckily John and two others were walking out, so they gave me a bump start 
Meanwhile Scotty was looking at both my front and rear strut braces, wondering wether they too would fit on his Civic.
Didndt go to the gym for the rest of the week, as John was doing stuff with Caz before he fucked off to Malia on Friday, which means this week unless it’s raining, I’m gonna try not to use to car for much, apart from going training tuesday night with Bagi and some old mates from Kirkby for a bit of a run about.
On to this weekend. Friday night I got home, and got changed ready to go to football. As last week, there was no-one else about, so we decided to use 3/4’s of the pitch. Lee Westwood turned up, and it’s always fucking good to score past him, and I managed to put 2 pretty good goals into the back of the onion bag, and was bloody unlucky after a lovely chest down, turn and volley that he just managed to tip over :lol: Even Phil scored from pretty much the half way line, which highlights what an evening Lee must have been having 
Got up sunday to a phone call from my mum explaining one or two things, and then went over to the hairdressers. Not overly impressed that I got the new sytle Claire promised last time, but hey ho 
We’ll see next time I go. Still felt a hell of a lot better to have shorter hair again, as it was growing a little thick and wild :oops: After that I went over to Maddsy and Stevie’s to install a program on the computer, and showed Stevie how to use it, and then made my way home to have a lazy day for the rest of the saturday.
Got up Sunday bout half 11, and then spent most of the day chilling out and watching DVD’s, untill the start of the British Grand Prix. It was so funny watching the drivers skating round the Silverstone track, and Filipe Massa spinning FIVE times. Somehow the rest of the field fell back, and allowed Lewis Hamilton to win by more than a minute! Very sporting of you guys HAHAHA!! After that I decided to go and have a bath. Only problem was, I then had about 3 more hours to kill before going to the pub to meet Phil, Helen and Fee :lol: Got to the pub slightly early, and was good to see that helen DIDN’T faint like she claimed she would if I turned up :lol: Said hello to Vicky as I walked past, and then plonked myself down on the table. They had something to eat, and we just ended up chatting, and coming up with stupid names to call Helen and Phils Daugther. For some reason Violet seems a popular one, but Helen has her heart set on Summer at the moment! Whats wrong with the proper names.. HILDA, or AGNES :lol: We TRIED To do the quiz, but there was no chance of that, due to the fact the Landlady was doing some sort of speed round, whilst on speed or something! She must have done the quiz, and repeated all the questions in about 10 minutes, so after 3 questions we gave up, and continued the what to call the baby chat. Tibbzy joined us, and had a chat with him about this and that. Fee claimed that Wayniac has abandonned her, after being friends years ago, so I text him, and before I knew it they were ripping the piss out of each other down the phone. Out next week tho son ;) Left not long after 10, and found myself chatting to Kay again. Hoping she gets the job, then I finally get to meet her, after about 4 years worth of Msn chats
Never before has a truer word been spoken than the following quote from football365.com’s forum again….
As a lady said earlier on here, women have lots of hormone fluctuations due to having periods (ie they are defective), so you are in effect dealing with faulty equipment from the off… so dont try to even start to try and win
And here is a nice picture message that my mother sent over to me this weekend
Our Owen wearing possibly the greatest club shirt in the world
