Brrrr cold!
Current Music = Paradise City by Guns N Roses
In a wek where there is a possibility of a 2.5% cut in VAT, where finances all over the world are screwed, and where people are dying fighting terrorists in various places, how the fuck can the BIG story of the week be about a fat , ex-political editor for BBC news quitting some amateur dance programme???
Who cares?
Well, given the amount of coverage on BBC 24 you would imagine that everyone does? Why so much coverage? Why are reporters being sent to cover this stuff, and most of all, what type of a crap nation have we turned into when stuff like this is classed as news? News is stuff about wars, crisis around the world, the falling of governments etc, not about some bloke who looks like the only reason he ever entered the dance thing in the first place was because he got to grab some blonde girls arse!!!
Current Music = Something in your Mouth by Nickelback
I got back from Banbury yesterday morning. I had been working down there on Thursday & Friday and decided to stay over on Fri night and go out for a drink. Met up with Janine and some of the Banbury drivers and did a few pubs and a club in Banbury. Got home around 2.30 and went to sleep. I was planning on catching a train around 10 and stopping off in Birmingham for 30 minutes, however, even though I was tired, I woke up at 6.45 am.
There was a direct train from Banbury to Manchester at 7.25 so I got up, showered, skipped breakfast, phoned a cab and arrived at the station with 2 minutes to spare. So, off we went. Meant I was back in Manchester for 10.30 and was home by 11.30. All in all pretty good. I went home, said hello to Nobby and went to bed for an hour (well 4 hours), got up, made pizza and went back to bed. Next thing I knew it was 7.30 on Sunday. Oh well.
Current Music = Burn it to the Ground by Nickelback
Today I shall be having a nice relaxed day, and this evening will be getting drunk with at bar fringe, one of Mancs better drinking establishments. I have spent a lot of time drinking over the past few weeks.Hopefully things will calm down a bit in the next few weeks. Problem is, whn you are working away, there is not much else to do apart from drink. You end up as a bit of a saddo parked in a hotel room otherwise.
Current Music = I'd come for You by Nickelback (ok, so I am listening to an album...so sue me)
Even I (and trust me I try) can't ignore the C word anymore. The C Party for Lichfield in next week, and the following week we enter the month of enforced jollity. I bloody hate it.
All these wankers who have never been out in a big city in their LIFE suddenly decide to turn up in MY Manchester and inhabit MY pubs, and join MY taxi ranks, and try and eat in MY restaurants, and they do it once a bloody year!! Even that is not too bad, it's the fact that they have no idea how to behave. They are lager drinkers who walk into real ale pubs and ask for Carling!!! For fucks sake, you can get Carling in the crap pub round the corner, why the hell are you coming into a real ale pub and asking for puff juice? Go around the corner with all the other lager drinkers and leave us real ale guys to ourselves, or at the very least order a decent lager like some of the bottled belgian beers, not just some crappy stuff that will get you pissed.
Same with cab ranks, stop trying to push in, because 1) you wont be allowed to, 2) somebody will smack you in the mouth and spoil your party.
Current Music = Just get High by Nickelback
When I went down to Banbury on Thursday I got on the Bournemouth train. What a mistake THAT was!! Blimey, a busier train you have never seen. Most seats were reserved and some people ended up standing from Stockport all the way to Banbury. All for the sake of adding an extra carriage? Obviously rail logistics is not a string subject of mine, but there must be soem reason why it doesn't make economical sense to put the carriage on. Maybe I should get Martin to design a game about it.
Oh well. It's now 9 am , and I should get up and shower the cheesy bits from my body. Will let Nobby out to play, hopefully it will snow and he can get all fluffy. I don't think he has seen snow before. He wasn't exactly pleased wth the hailstorm, he probably has had better afternoons.lol
Anyway, time to get out from under the duvet, otherwise I would be tempted to stay here all day, and then not sleep tonight, then be shagged out tomorrow morning, and be grumpy, and eat loads, and feel like shit, and thats only for a Monday!
