There’s a new gangster rapper on the scene…
I had an eventful Bank Holiday Monday.
I met Simon early in the morning to make our way into town to watch Somerset against Middlesex in a one-day cricket match at The Rec.
On the way to the ground, we saw the aftermath of what looked like a heavy night’s drinking in Bath City centre…
As for the cricket, Middlesex were truly awful and were all out for 65 – way ahead of schedule. Somerset took over after an early lunch, and did what turned out to be a formality – get 66 runs. They did this within an hour at the cost of only two wickets. Job done. Well done Somerset!
On the way back into town, we noticed a crowd of people around Pulteney Bridge and the weir.
Bath MP, Don Foster, was standing on a boat, microphone in hand, addressing the crowd. It was Bath’s annual duck race. This is where a load of rubber ducks are thrown from a bridge, dragged down the River Avon to the other side of Bath. The first duck to reach the destination wins. All good fun, although Mr. Foster did come across as a bit of a fool by repeating a series of poor jokes involving ducks, drug tests and Cheltenham races. Leave the comedy to Jimmy Car, Donald.
After the excitement of watching 1,000 rubber ducks floating down a river had ended, Simon took me to Waitrose. I don’t normally shop in this supermarket as it generally requires a mortgage to be taken out before a purchase is made. However, Simon had promised me an ample supply of rare and previously untasted ciders. Simon was right and I purchased a small selection of new varieties.
On the way home, we made a detour into JJB Sports. A few things to note. The massive price reduction on Real Madrid shirts. This, of course, follows Madrid’s total humiliation at the hands of Barcelona on Saturday – losing 6-2. A warning to Chelsea FC who play the Catalan’s on Wednesday… Lose the match and expect to see your shirts in the bargain bucket at a sport shop near you on Thursday morning!
I had to laugh at the heavily reduced Newcastle United shirt too. What a pointless item. Firstly, I was totally unaware Newcastle FC had a fanbase in the West Country. Secondly, who would want to wear the shirt of a shit football team anyway? (No Bath City or Leeds jokes please).
Liverpool 3-0 Newcastle
As expected really. Unfortunately Newcastle’s fellow relegation candidates also failed to perform. Middlesborough bowed in traditional fashion to Manchester United, losing 2-0. Sunderland surrended to Everton and West Brom just didn’t bother.
We can live in hope that Hull City take points off Aston Villa tomorrow evening. Anything for Phil Brown’s men, especially a win, would probably see them safe, and send Alan Shearer crashing to the Coca Cola league.
Well done to all Liverpool fans this weekend who mocked Shearer today with chants of “Stayed on the telly… you should have stayed on the telly”
And this week’s most untalented award goes to…
I was cleaning my fishes’ tank on Friday when I realised the water filter had broken. This afternoon, I went to Pets at Home to buy a new one. It turns out, it is cheaper to buy a new tank with a pump, gravel and plants than it is to buy a replacement pump by itself!
Therefore, my fish now have a new home. It may be a little smaller than the mansion they once had (it is now more of a bungalow), but it is nice and clean (for now).
My fish in their new home
Note: The goldfish, crab and starfish are just cartoons and not real
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