Karl brought this singing robin into work today. I think it’s excellent. Everyone else finds it extremely annoying. I don’t think it is long for this world, especially as Rich as threatened to ‘fix it’ with a hammer.
All the lights on my Christmas tree are out.
If my science teacher taught me nothing else, it’s that Crimbo lights run on a serial circuit, and if one bulb dies, they all go.
I therefore have the tedious task tomorrow of going through every single bulb, replacing them, until everything lights up again.
On the other hand, I may just get a new set. Probably worth it, considering I’ll almost certainly die from either boredom or electrocution if I try and fix the dodgy ones.
Look at all these wholesome treats spotted on the ‘Healthy Snacking’ shelf at South Mimms motorway services yesterday…
– Chocolate mini rolls
– Apple pies
– Jaffa Cakes
– Beef Jerky
– Chocolate snowmen
Yum yum! That skinny cow on You Are What You Eat would be in her element.
I suppose you could argue that the apple pies and Jaffa Cakes contain fruit (as part of your 5-a-day), and everything else is probably better for you than the dodgy pies and chicken & mushroom slices.
I take it all back – I love Essex!
Tomorrow morning, I go Braintree in Essex to watch Bath City.
While I love watching City and going to away games, I am not fully looking forward to this fixture.
Firstly, we leave VERY early. The coach departs Bath at 9.45am. It’s a Saturday morning – I should be in bed at that time; not waiting in a cold, wet car park in Twerton.
Also, Bath City have had a poor record against Essex-based teams of late; although hopefully the game against Chelmsford has changed this jinx. The match against Braintree last season was horrible. It rained heavily and we lost 2-0. The highlight of the day was eating a burger, which was probably dog meat.
Finally, I don’t like Essex as a county very much. It just seems a strange place to live and the locals are weird. A tad hypocritical, I know, seeing as I grew up and live in Somerset.
Still, if City win, it’ll be a great day out. If we lose, it’ll be yet another reason to hate the east of England.