There have been many reports in the media recently that Wayne Rooney’s salary of £250,000 is obscene and too much. Having been to town today and observed what everyday people have to pay for basic provisions and services, I’m in the minority that believes Wazza is underpaid.
Bus to town (less than 2 miles) – £3.20. For a few pence more, I could have bought a horse driven carriage. Upon my arrival, I could even have asked the driver to kill the horse, which took me to my destination and put it in between two slices of bread – very continental and all for under four quid. Instead I sat on a damp bus, surrounded by old people and their whimpering dogs. For the record, I didn’t eat the dog or any pensioners.
Dentists. 2 minutes in the chair, no work required – £16.50 – and that’s with an NHS dentist! I haven’t been for 3 years. I have been avoiding the dentist in recent times, as I was always sent to the hygienist who found it necessary to cut my mouth to pieces and charged me £50 for the privilege. Ironically, despite my recent abscondence, the dentist found no problems with my current set of gnashers and didn’t refer me for further treatment… expect to my bank manager.
Scarves. After leaving the dental surgery it rained. I randomly found myself in a shop looking for a scarf which would keep me dry and warm from the elements. Price = £50. Needless to say, I didn’t buy it. Instead I ran away from the shop, embarrassed and crying, as an overdressed shop assistant asked if he could help me. It was obvious I wasn’t an upperclass, silk-scarf wearing yuppie. My Bath City FC scarf will have to be sufficient this winter.
There was an illegal rave in Bath last night.
Judging by the reaction of local residents on social media, this was undoubtedly the biggest event to take place here since Asterix visited the City in 50 BC.
Unsurprisingly, the vast majority have been condemning the rave, with any excitement the result of outrage and not illegal drugs...
Over 12 years ago, Claire and I entered into a relationship together which would change our lives forever. Five years ago today, we tied the knot, becoming Mr and Mrs Kitson, in what remains by far the happiest day of my life
During the five years as husband and wife, we have had to overcome what...
Twelve years ago yesterday, Bath City took on Sutton United in their penultimate game of the football season.
Sutton were rock bottom of the league and had already been relegated. City knew that by beating the sorry team from Surrey, they would go a long way into securing a place in the playoffs.
It was supposed to...
Fireworks. Pretty impressive. They could even be considered beautiful. They're definitely fun!
Fun for some, maybe.
If you are a pet owner, it is terrible. If you are an animal, it must be absolutely terrifying.
Imagine living in a warzone, not knowing if a bomb is going to flatten your home, killing you and your family. I can...
About Me
So you stumbled across my blog. No doubt after searching for something bizarre on Google. Before you hit that 'Back Button', why not stay and have a read for a few minutes?
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You won't discover how to copy PlayStation 4 games. What you will find is a blog, covering life in the West Country, the highs and lows of supporting two unsuccessful football teams, while sharing a house with a wife and rabbit.
All written by a man, somewhere on the sanity-scale between normal and eccentric.
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