Where' they coming from? She only had four!

Hello readers...

... Actually I was thinking, how many regular readers do I have? It would be interesting to find out. If you want to stand up and be counted put a post in my shoutbox on the right, look, it's just over there...

Anyway, on with the show...

I will start with last Monday (the day before my last, rather late, post.) Work was a typical Monday affair, with me not fully waking up until about 11:00am. In the evening, instead of going out I played Adam on Halo for a good few hours...

... In fact I acheived my Spartan Officer ranking! I know that won't really impress any of you, but for me it's a very good thing...

Anyway...

Tuesday was, well just like a Tuesday. I didn't go out in the evening, either because the gang went to see Halloween at the Cinema, and to be honest, I've never really been a fan. Michael Myers as a baddie isn't scary... it's a bloke in a boiler suit with a silly white mask. The film is also a remake of the original, rather than a sequel, which is generally something I avoid like the plague.

Wednesday... Work was work, and in the evening I went down to Fathers as usual. I would have been drafted in to doing a bit of PC repair work for one of his friends, but she was out, so that will be done this coming Wednesday instead... I put Phoenix Nights on, since I never got in to it when it was on TV, but I've made an effort to watch it and I find it really funny.

Ah, Thursday. Thursday was a good day at work, It seemed to go quite quick and I got quite a bit done... Bargain! in theevening it was business as usual at the Packhorse. Me and Lank got down there for just gone 8:00pm and everyone else followed a bit later.

Friday... Friday was a bit of a git of a day. It dragged on, and the History lesson I had to cover wasn't the best I have ever done. I was glad to get out at 3:30pm. I came home and fell asleep... I don't usualy take a kip in the afternoons, as it's something that I feel should be reserved for people who are quite a bit older than myself. But I had a quick kip purely because I was unfathomably knackered...

In the evening it was more Halo, playing along with some kiddies as part of a team slayer... Although we suffered some losses, a point or two was won and we came away slightly better off than when we started.

Saturday was interesting. I went with Father over to Stratford because he has bought himself a car! His R-reg' 1.8 Escort has been replaced with a T-reg' 3.0 Jaguar S-Type! I was there purely to drive the Escort back, but have been promised a drive in the Jag when It's properly insured.

Blimey! All this Car-talk has reminded me, mine's in for it's MOT on Monday.

In the evening the Packhorse crowd met in Weatherspoons to celebrate Jenny's birthday (all be it a week late) we watched England beat France at, oh... You know, that game... Not quite as popular as football, even though they can use their hands... RUGBY! thats the one! And ended up singing "Swing low, sweet chariot" for half an hour. We then took a walk to Rosies (Where else?) and spent the night bopping away to a selection of '80's hits... And a few '80's flops.

At about 2:30am we left and joined the queue for the taxis. Half an hour later we were off back to blighty. I got in and had something to eat (as is the law after a night drinking) and got to bed at just before 4:00am

I awoke early this afternoon and cooked a chicken curry for lunch. I ate that and got on with the serious job of blogging for you, dear readers... And that is where I will leave you...
TTFN