Saturday nights alright, alright.

After Fridays army of people invading the function room, yesterday was a relief. We were quite quiet and all the staff could relax slightly. The band, True Spirit, were good (the guitarist used to be one of my dad's engineers, you know!) and played some classics, as well as "Is this the way to Amarillo?" which many of the bands are starting to play now.

I am in work in 2 hours. The football is on, so we might be quite busy... Why don't they just rename "Sky Sports" to "Sky Football" because that seems to be the only "sport" on telly nowadays. I mean which idiot dubbed it as "the beautiful game"? whats so good about football? all the players ever do is run around, kicking a ball and everytime it gets taken off them, they throw a tantrum and pretend to be hurt... Its a load of bollocks, is what it is. None of todays players play because they actually want to. They do it for the obscenely large amounts of cash they get payed for doing sod-all..... why don't doctors and nurses get paid £10,000 a week for their jobs? they are far more valuable than any football team. I mean think about it like this:

If you stopped all league football in the country and dissolved all the teams, what would happen? Nothing. So you wouldn't have any football to watch on a saturday, big deal............. Now do the same with hospitals.......... Different story isn't it? the country would virtually collapse under the loss of people being ill and eventually dying. And yet the government want to put more money in to sports than they do in to the NHS. Its a bloody mad world we live in. "Hmm.... Do we need more hospital beds and beter equiped staff, or do we need some new kits for our football teams... Hmm?.... Hmm?" I know which one gets my vote, Tony...

Ah well, that's enough political ranting for now. As I sit here writing this, the faint aroma of lasagne is coming from the kitchen, telling me that dinner is ready. I will blog later, but first I must eat......