I’m still not used to this Premier League thing…
If you believe the Spanish media, Leeds are on the verge of signing a player named Rodrigo. Apparently that’s all he is known by, which means he must be very good. No crap players only have just one name.
Another reason he must be half decent is because he played for Valencia and Spain. Everyone knows those two teams are good.
To put this into contrast, five years ago Leeds signed two Scottish brothers – Jack and Paul McKay. I assume they cost considerably less than this Rodrigo chap.
I’m starting to feel less disappointed about our cruise being cancelled.
Had it gone ahead, this week we would be somewhere around the North Sea and Atlantic Ocean.
The BBC reported this news as…
Tower Bridge was stuck open for more than an hour, leaving hundreds of people and vehicles stranded in central London.
It’s stories like this which amuse the bad, mischievous side of my psyche.
I know it’s wrong to find this even the slightest bit funny, and for those involved, it must be a nightmare.
However, if you too didn’t even raise the slightest of smiles at the sight of the bridge, you are either one of the unfortunate people stuck, or you’re being dishonest with yourself.
Anyone who tells you that men don’t get excited about new clothes, clearly hasn’t seen them go all teary eyed when a football shirt is released…
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All written by a man, somewhere on the sanity-scale between normal and eccentric.
