Claire picked me up these, following a visit to the local cash and carry. Admittedly, I probably shouldn’t have these, seeing as they’re normally enjoyed by 8-year-olds.
I balanced out the immaturity, by subscribing to ‘Great British Locomotives‘, where you get a magazine about trains and also receive replica models. Yes, this is targeted at pensioners.
Saturday lunch time was spent watching Leeds United against Middlesbrough on the telly. After watching 90 minutes of shear boredom, dysentery-quality football, which made me literally want to cry. I thought things couldn’t get any worse when I went down to Twerton Park to watch Bath City against Basingstoke Town. I was wrong. It’s days like this, I wish I had a cat to kick.
After smashing my bedside lamp the other day; this evening, when pulling down the blind in the bathroom, it broke – fallen right off it’s running track. Will there be a third thing to get damaged this week? I think that’s a certainty.
I watched the football this evening, so haven’t seen any of The Brit Awards. I assume The Wurzels won something?