Interesting !!
- Do I look as bad as I feel (1)
- Jules in the house (1)
- Ly ly ly (1)
- Many (1)
- My garden aug 2012 (1)
Saturday, 31 December 2016
Friday, 30 December 2016
Wednesday, 28 December 2016
Gym
caned it rather. Afternoon unemployable in the house plus one or two other more gentile regulars. Saw Steve , back from his leg break . Good to see him. He needs a proper job
Tuesday, 27 December 2016
Monday, 26 December 2016
Sunday, 25 December 2016
Yesterday /today
day off yesterday as mainly sticking in new bath with Paul. Today run , hardwork tbh.
Xmas day. Not a big fan
Xmas day. Not a big fan
Friday, 23 December 2016
Yesterday / today
run gym respectively . Paul fitting bath into bathroom after bath sinking disaster .
Wednesday, 21 December 2016
Tuesday, 20 December 2016
Monday, 19 December 2016
Sunday, 18 December 2016
Gym
one more team. Joe , baz...Sunday crew, more kettle bell. Core machinery is back so session is quite intense
Saturday, 17 December 2016
Friday, 16 December 2016
Thursday, 15 December 2016
Gym
quite heavy
The geezer who has a certain lightness of feet and slight swagger about him is ex boxer .i had kind of guessed
The geezer who has a certain lightness of feet and slight swagger about him is ex boxer .i had kind of guessed
Wednesday, 14 December 2016
Monday, 12 December 2016
Sunday, 11 December 2016
Saturday, 10 December 2016
Run
Bognor to mos.
And back
concrete prom is bad for my knees
At my mums. Eloise in London under the weather
And back
concrete prom is bad for my knees
At my mums. Eloise in London under the weather
Friday, 9 December 2016
Thursday, 8 December 2016
Wednesday, 7 December 2016
Tuesday, 6 December 2016
Monday, 5 December 2016
Sunday, 4 December 2016
Saturday, 3 December 2016
Friday, 2 December 2016
Thursday, 1 December 2016
Wednesday, 30 November 2016
Tuesday, 29 November 2016
Day off yesterday
run short, zoomed out for a quick one. And regulation plank after . Decent day at work too
Little Jules was with me all day. She wasn't well . Spent the day chilling , watching Netflix...her that is
Little Jules was with me all day. She wasn't well . Spent the day chilling , watching Netflix...her that is
Sunday, 27 November 2016
Saturday, 26 November 2016
Friday, 25 November 2016
Thursday, 24 November 2016
Wednesday, 23 November 2016
Tuesday, 22 November 2016
Monday, 21 November 2016
Sunday, 20 November 2016
Saturday, 19 November 2016
Friday, 18 November 2016
Thursday, 17 November 2016
Monday, 14 November 2016
Para
A van was parked outside. Seemed to belong to a gardening firm. A young couple were in the front clearly not chatting about the weather, I wondered what they were talking about as I arrived. A few minutes later it was obvious. His head high in some kind of firm resolve , her face in her hands and doughy with tears . It brought some things back and made me think about some of the writing about I've read about LC this weekend , and how his songs were crafted out of moments like that.
I wonder if she will let it define her . Or rather she'll crack on. I hope the later and he will be off on to a more striking blond or brunette. Who will probably fuck him right up
I wonder if she will let it define her . Or rather she'll crack on. I hope the later and he will be off on to a more striking blond or brunette. Who will probably fuck him right up
Sunday, 13 November 2016
Run slow. Short and a random. Par
A van was parked outside. Seemed to belong to a gardening firm. A young couple where in front clearly not idly chatting about the weather, I wondered what they were talking about as I arrived. As I left a few minutes later it was obvious. His head high in some kind of firm resolve , her face in her hands and doughy with tears . It brought some things back and made me think about some of the writing about I've read about LC this weekend , and how his songs were crafted out of moments like that.m
I wonder if she will let it define her . Or rather she'll crack on. I hope the later and he will be off on to a more chiselled blond or brunette. Who will probably fuck him right up
I wonder if she will let it define her . Or rather she'll crack on. I hope the later and he will be off on to a more chiselled blond or brunette. Who will probably fuck him right up
Saturday, 12 November 2016
Gym
Bumped into the imperious one. Session is back to an hour with this cold hanging in. Stereo sounds amazing , no longer broken. I must get to these things quicker
Friday, 11 November 2016
Thursday, 10 November 2016
Tuesday, 8 November 2016
Monday, 7 November 2016
Sunday, 6 November 2016
Saturday, 5 November 2016
Friday, 4 November 2016
Gym
ok , feeling a little better . Some right Herberts in. Including bloke who's warm up lasted less then a minute , then started fussing around menwhaen I was clearly concentrating on the soft and hard side of the wobble board... Standing in one leg. Cunt
Then there's the disabled kid ( he's great ) it's his paid helpers I have more of an issue with . Useless
Then there's the disabled kid ( he's great ) it's his paid helpers I have more of an issue with . Useless
Thursday, 3 November 2016
Run
5 miles
Feeling a little better. Sent atc a begging letter asking them to look at my amp, on the basis that it was always broken . It was, bass amp caps need changing, and I can experiment with the seas tweeters too. Good to get some expert advise , which is more than I've had from the unconvincing AE
Feeling a little better. Sent atc a begging letter asking them to look at my amp, on the basis that it was always broken . It was, bass amp caps need changing, and I can experiment with the seas tweeters too. Good to get some expert advise , which is more than I've had from the unconvincing AE
Wednesday, 2 November 2016
Tuesday, 1 November 2016
Monday, 31 October 2016
Sunday, 30 October 2016
Rambl
He used to sit, or was that stand ,just by or as he remembers it below the aged piece of brown heavy furniture, on which the TV sat and whose draws he had often frisked through, looking for secrets or more likely just something to do or fiddle with or steal.. He can’t remember what was in them now, possibly napkins, old batteries, glue sticks, liquid paper. It comes back to him that they might have been packed tightly so to get right in there you would have had to lift something out. That was too risky. It would be too difficult to recover if the door swung open and one of his parents walked in. He must have only looked around the edges then.
It’s a summer’s day in the holidays and he’s waiting to see if two friends were cmng around to play. There was no planning around this, they either came or they didn’t. He badly needed the company.
It might not be summer now, but he was in the same room above the shop where his parents worked at avoiding each other as much as possible. At meal times they would bury their respective heads in a newspaper each and we’d eat in silence. My father who was up to get the papers in at 5 or 6am would have a nap in the lounge after lunch. There would be more quiet until he resumed his shift into the evening.
It was morning , before or after breakfast, probably winter. He was playing a carpet top football game, possibly with his brother. They weren’t that close. One of his earliest memories was of his father hitting his mother. So he was used to arguing in the house, moods, silence, mummy undermining his father in front of customers in the shop. It all made him feel really lost, terrified to move or to decide anything. So when there was a loud crash, he might have paused for a moment from his game where he might have been trying to surprise himself by being goalkeeper and striker at the same time. This was the sound of parents not loving each other and the crash was like a clap of thunder arisng from the tension in the air.
Predictable when the air gets too close.
Across the road from the shop , right on the corner up a small hill was a small grocers. A diary van was parked outside the shop, or Fields as we knew it. That morning the driver had either forgotten to button up his hand brake or otherwise he had and it was faulty. While he was inside passing a crate of milk to Mr or Mrs Field the van had tipped backwards and rolled down the hill. The sound of the simmering argument between his parents erupting was the rear of the milk wagon crashing through the front of the shop right underneath my imaginary football game.
It was cold. The winters were really cold, right by the sea. He walked to school whatever the weather. He can’t remember the exact route he took. It might well have been via the gym at Dry grounds, probably because crossing the main road was safer there. It was nothing to do with him but one day someone drowned the school by turning on all taps in all bathrooms and putting the taps in. The smell of those damp carpets in the teachers room stay with you. The snorkel parka coat, the purple and black rugby kit that occasioning missed a wash between classes, the hard ground , the welsh PE teacher shouting at you addressing you by your sir name, dancing queen at a Friday disco you sunk away from; all those things stay with you.
Saturday, 29 October 2016
Gloomy Sunday
Some of the books on the shelf behind me and certainly some of the records tight in the cupboards to my left were around to see this . The red and white striped towel hanging in the bathroom that could outlive all of us if we let it was there too. The kids give a it a wide birth even when it's the only clean one left.
For a day so remembered what he realises is how little remains. Just the turning on the heel, back down the path , back towards the nondescript cold gloomy Sunday. After that probaly alcohol
For a day so remembered what he realises is how little remains. Just the turning on the heel, back down the path , back towards the nondescript cold gloomy Sunday. After that probaly alcohol
Ideas
SM gloomy Sunday
Something set in BHT, maybe about murder
Memories about all the not allowed places
Something set in BHT, maybe about murder
Memories about all the not allowed places
Friday, 28 October 2016
Thursday, 27 October 2016
Random
Having a 2000w light bulb in the room above your bedroom , tracking around and around , Spilling its light in all directions can make it difficult to sleep. But you get used to it. The whirring of the mechanism that keeps it spinning rocks you to sleep, unless of course the weather outside has other ideas.
She'd been here with her father for six months and now The lighthouse was being upgraded so that no more little families would be needed to keep in working. That meant she would be the last ever little girl to sleep under the spinning lamp right at the top of the structure.
Her room was full of old dark brown furniture , built so that it fitted snugly into the the curve of the walls, apart from her bed that was right in the middle of the room . From it she could see out of two windows , both unsurprisingly had sea views. The walls were thick and the window glass was thick as well and not always clean , this meant you had to be purposeful about looking out of them , neither accommodated casual glances. She was looking forward to having a bedroom where is as possible to have a less intense relationship with the windows.
Men refitting the light house were replacing the light , the mechanism , some other things that were spoken about over the phone long distance a lot and the Heath Robison, apparently that's who makes them, arrangement of small mirrors and buzzers that managed to wake daddy if the light went out. We could always look out of the complicated windows of course and this the engineers weren't proposing to change except of course , soon, there would be no one here to look.
Food came packed in a cardboard box, delivered fresh every couple of weeks or so. Fuel for heating came on alternate weeks and school was delivered the same way. School was administered by her father , as he like to put it, for three hours every week after breakfast. The idea was that they covered the same ground as the kids in the local school. Local in as much as it was on the only landmass visible on the horizon on a clear day.
Her father had terrible taste in music . His record collection had required two additional trips by the boatmen who first brought them over. He had thousands of them and played them through a elaborate series of boxes and cables that took up most of the space on the ground floor. One of the refit engineers also loved music and all the boxes that it came with and him her father would listen to jazz and drink special whisky from the mainland.
She'd been here with her father for six months and now The lighthouse was being upgraded so that no more little families would be needed to keep in working. That meant she would be the last ever little girl to sleep under the spinning lamp right at the top of the structure.
Her room was full of old dark brown furniture , built so that it fitted snugly into the the curve of the walls, apart from her bed that was right in the middle of the room . From it she could see out of two windows , both unsurprisingly had sea views. The walls were thick and the window glass was thick as well and not always clean , this meant you had to be purposeful about looking out of them , neither accommodated casual glances. She was looking forward to having a bedroom where is as possible to have a less intense relationship with the windows.
Men refitting the light house were replacing the light , the mechanism , some other things that were spoken about over the phone long distance a lot and the Heath Robison, apparently that's who makes them, arrangement of small mirrors and buzzers that managed to wake daddy if the light went out. We could always look out of the complicated windows of course and this the engineers weren't proposing to change except of course , soon, there would be no one here to look.
Food came packed in a cardboard box, delivered fresh every couple of weeks or so. Fuel for heating came on alternate weeks and school was delivered the same way. School was administered by her father , as he like to put it, for three hours every week after breakfast. The idea was that they covered the same ground as the kids in the local school. Local in as much as it was on the only landmass visible on the horizon on a clear day.
Her father had terrible taste in music . His record collection had required two additional trips by the boatmen who first brought them over. He had thousands of them and played them through a elaborate series of boxes and cables that took up most of the space on the ground floor. One of the refit engineers also loved music and all the boxes that it came with and him her father would listen to jazz and drink special whisky from the mainland.
Having a 2000w light bulb in the room above your bedroom , tracking around and around , Spilling its light in all directions can make it difficult to sleep. But you get used to it. The whirring of the mechanism that keeps it spinning rocks you to sleep, unless of course the weather outside has other ideas.
She'd been here with her father for six months and now The lighthouse was being upgraded so that no more little families would be needed to keep in working. That meant she would be the last ever little girl to sleep under the spinning lamp right at the top of the structure.
Her room was full of old dark brown furniture , built so that it fitted snugly into the the curve of the walls, apart from her bed that was right in the middle of the room . From it she could see out of two windows , both unsurprisingly had sea views. The walls were thick and the window glass was thick as well and not always clean , this meant you had to be purposeful about looking out of them , neither accommodated casual glances. She was looking forward to having a bedroom where is as possible to have a less intense relationship with the windows.
Men refitting the light house were replacing the light , the mechanism , some other things that were spoken about over the phone long distance a lot and the Heath Robison, apparently that's who makes them, arrangement of small mirrors and buzzers that managed to wake daddy if the light went out. We could always look out of the complicated windows of course and this the engineers weren't proposing to change except of course , soon, there would be no one here to look.
Food came packed in a cardboard box, delivered fresh every couple of weeks or so. Fuel for heating came on alternate weeks and school was delivered the same way. School was administered by her father , as he like to put it, for three hours every week after breakfast. The idea was that they covered the same ground as the kids in the local school. Local in as much as it was on the only landmass visible on the horizon on a clear day.
Her father had terrible taste in music . His record collection had required two additional trips by the boatmen who first brought them over. He had thousands of them and played them through a elaborate series of boxes and cables that took up most of the space on the ground floor. One of the refit engineers also loved music and all the boxes that it came with and him her father would listen to jazz and drink special whisky from the mainland.
She'd been here with her father for six months and now The lighthouse was being upgraded so that no more little families would be needed to keep in working. That meant she would be the last ever little girl to sleep under the spinning lamp right at the top of the structure.
Her room was full of old dark brown furniture , built so that it fitted snugly into the the curve of the walls, apart from her bed that was right in the middle of the room . From it she could see out of two windows , both unsurprisingly had sea views. The walls were thick and the window glass was thick as well and not always clean , this meant you had to be purposeful about looking out of them , neither accommodated casual glances. She was looking forward to having a bedroom where is as possible to have a less intense relationship with the windows.
Men refitting the light house were replacing the light , the mechanism , some other things that were spoken about over the phone long distance a lot and the Heath Robison, apparently that's who makes them, arrangement of small mirrors and buzzers that managed to wake daddy if the light went out. We could always look out of the complicated windows of course and this the engineers weren't proposing to change except of course , soon, there would be no one here to look.
Food came packed in a cardboard box, delivered fresh every couple of weeks or so. Fuel for heating came on alternate weeks and school was delivered the same way. School was administered by her father , as he like to put it, for three hours every week after breakfast. The idea was that they covered the same ground as the kids in the local school. Local in as much as it was on the only landmass visible on the horizon on a clear day.
Her father had terrible taste in music . His record collection had required two additional trips by the boatmen who first brought them over. He had thousands of them and played them through a elaborate series of boxes and cables that took up most of the space on the ground floor. One of the refit engineers also loved music and all the boxes that it came with and him her father would listen to jazz and drink special whisky from the mainland.
Wednesday, 26 October 2016
Chest infection
Feeling rough
No training , not much more work
Need to write some thing happy for Jules. Going to be about a light house , and what goes on inside
No training , not much more work
Need to write some thing happy for Jules. Going to be about a light house , and what goes on inside
Tuesday, 25 October 2016
Monday, 24 October 2016
Gym
still have bad cold. Light session . Nearly gave up as soon as I had begun. The afternoon shift team was in
Sunday, 23 October 2016
He used to sit, or was that stand ,just by or as he remembers it below the aged piece of brown heavy furniture, on which the TV sat and whose draws he had often frisked through, looking for secrets or more likely just something to do or fiddle with or steal.. He can’t remember what was in them now, possibly napkins, old batteries, glue sticks, liquid paper. It comes back to him that they might have been packed tightly so to get right in there you would have had to lift something out. That was too risky. It would be too difficult to recover if the door swung open and one of his parents walked in. He must have only looked around the edges then.
It’s a summer’s day in the holidays and he’s waiting to see if two friends were cmng around to play. There was no planning around this, they either came or they didn’t. He badly needed the company.
It might not be summer now, but he was in the same room above the shop where his parents worked at avoiding each other as much as possible. At meal times they would bury their respective heads in a newspaper each and we’d eat in silence. My father who was up to get the papers in at 5 or 6am would have a nap in the lounge after lunch. There would be more quiet until he resumed his shift into the evening.
It was morning , before or after breakfast, probably winter. He was playing a carpet top football game, possibly with his brother. They weren’t that close. One of his earliest memories was of his father hitting his mother. So he was used to arguing in the house, moods, silence, mummy undermining his father in front of customers in the shop. It all made him feel really lost, terrified to move or to decide anything. So when there was a loud crash, he might have paused for a moment from his game where he might have been trying to surprise himself by being goalkeeper and striker at the same time. This was the sound of parents not loving each other and the crash was like a clap of thunder arisng from the tension in the air.
Predictable when the air gets too close.
Across the road from the shop , right on the corner up a small hill was a small grocers. A diary van was parked outside the shop, or Fields as we knew it. That morning the driver had either forgotten to button up his hand brake or otherwise he had and it was faulty. While he was inside passing a crate of milk to Mr or Mrs Field the van had tipped backwards and rolled down the hill. The sound of the simmering argument between his parents erupting was the rear of the milk wagon crashing through the front of the shop right underneath my imaginary football game.
It was cold. The winters were really cold, right by the sea. He walked to school whatever the weather. He can’t remember the exact route he took. It might well have been via the gym at Dry grounds, probably because crossing the main road was safer there. It was nothing to do with him but one day someone drowned the school by turning on all taps in all bathrooms and putting the taps in. The smell of those damp carpets in the teachers room stay with you. The snorkel parka coat, the purple and black rugby kit that occasioning missed a wash between classes, the hard ground , the welsh PE teacher shouting at you addressing you by your sir name, dancing queen at a Friday disco you sunk away from; all those things stay with you.
Saturday, 22 October 2016
Short story
gym
Light as cold is here
Amp pack is. Back
No training yesterday as feeling shitvand preoccupied with waiting frondelivery bloke
Have to write a short story for Jules at the weekend
Light as cold is here
Amp pack is. Back
No training yesterday as feeling shitvand preoccupied with waiting frondelivery bloke
Have to write a short story for Jules at the weekend
Thursday, 20 October 2016
Run
flat 5 miles
Ok for me , felt quite fast
My amp pack is back tommorow
Fed up with work tbh . Need new trainers badly
Ok for me , felt quite fast
My amp pack is back tommorow
Fed up with work tbh . Need new trainers badly
Wednesday, 19 October 2016
Tuesday, 18 October 2016
Monday, 17 October 2016
Sunday, 16 October 2016
Saturday, 15 October 2016
Wednesday, 12 October 2016
Tuesday, 11 October 2016
Monday, 10 October 2016
Sunday, 9 October 2016
App changes
Blogger on iOS has been very unstable . Apparently few people using it . Now have to use chrome gateway. Not sure I like this ,
Thursday, 6 October 2016
Wednesday, 5 October 2016
Tuesday, 4 October 2016
Monday, 3 October 2016
Sunday, 2 October 2016
Saturday, 1 October 2016
Friday, 30 September 2016
Thursday, 29 September 2016
Wednesday, 28 September 2016
Monday, 26 September 2016
Sunday, 25 September 2016
Saturday, 24 September 2016
Tuesday, 20 September 2016
Monday, 19 September 2016
Sunday, 18 September 2016
Saturday, 17 September 2016
Friday, 16 September 2016
Thursday, 15 September 2016
Wednesday, 14 September 2016
Tuesday, 13 September 2016
Monday, 12 September 2016
Sunday, 11 September 2016
Saturday, 10 September 2016
Friday, 9 September 2016
Thursday, 8 September 2016
Wednesday, 7 September 2016
Tuesday, 6 September 2016
Monday, 5 September 2016
Sunday, 4 September 2016
Saturday, 3 September 2016
Wednesday, 31 August 2016
Tuesday, 30 August 2016
Monday, 29 August 2016
Sunday, 28 August 2016
Saturday, 27 August 2016
Thursday, 25 August 2016
Wednesday, 24 August 2016
Tuesday, 23 August 2016
Monday, 22 August 2016
Saturday, 20 August 2016
Friday, 19 August 2016
Wednesday, 17 August 2016
Gym
Routine
20mins row
45 leg ups
45 uphill sit ups with 10 kg ball
Balance ball - both sides
Plank 2 mins with leg raises
60kg lift X 30
55kg pec Mach x 30
10mins hill climber l12
Stretch
Home
Tuesday, 16 August 2016
Monday, 15 August 2016
Sunday, 14 August 2016
Saturday, 13 August 2016
Gym
Hit it rather ....last minute on rower fastest ever. Maybe think about pushing it a bit more in future
Day off yesterday
Thursday, 11 August 2016
Wednesday, 10 August 2016
Jamaïcain training posse
Gym
Lunchtime
Added balance board
Ok , hard work actually . Still plank every day. Getting better at it
Monday, 8 August 2016
Sunday, 7 August 2016
Saturday, 6 August 2016
Friday, 5 August 2016
Thursday, 4 August 2016
Wednesday, 3 August 2016
Monday, 1 August 2016
Sunday, 31 July 2016
Saturday, 30 July 2016
Thursday, 28 July 2016
Wednesday, 27 July 2016
Thames water
As predicted patronising customer service woman sent wrong kind of engineer earlier. He was good enough to say so but also has called since to try and sort things out. From the conversation we had water is a wierd and wonderful thing and if you are unlucky enough to have it in the wrong place in any quantity try to get beyond the idiots in cuztomer service
Tuesday, 26 July 2016
Monday, 25 July 2016
Sunday, 24 July 2016
Friday, 22 July 2016
Thursday, 21 July 2016
Wednesday, 20 July 2016
Tuesday, 19 July 2016
Monday, 18 July 2016
Sunday, 17 July 2016
16.7 run 17.7 gym
Started a plank program
Dom Knights b'day party , elevated fun.
Sp really vile. Couldn't wait to get away from her . CK lovely . Great also to see Hugh and Sarah
Thursday, 14 July 2016
Wednesday, 13 July 2016
Tuesday, 12 July 2016
Run
Flat fast
Won one b s and dumped by Amanda . No idea what story was there , but was beginning to wonder whether I fancied her.
Monday, 11 July 2016
Sunday, 10 July 2016
Friday, 8 July 2016
Thursday, 7 July 2016
Wednesday, 6 July 2016
Tuesday, 5 July 2016
Monday, 4 July 2016
Sunday, 3 July 2016
Saturday, 2 July 2016
Friday, 1 July 2016
Thursday, 30 June 2016
Tuesday, 28 June 2016
Monday, 27 June 2016
Sunday, 26 June 2016
Saturday, 25 June 2016
Friday, 24 June 2016
Thursday, 23 June 2016
Wednesday, 22 June 2016
Tuesday, 21 June 2016
Monday, 20 June 2016
Sunday, 19 June 2016
Saturday, 18 June 2016
Friday, 17 June 2016
Thursday, 16 June 2016
Tuesday, 14 June 2016
Monday, 13 June 2016
Sunday, 12 June 2016
Saturday, 11 June 2016
Friday, 10 June 2016
Thursday, 9 June 2016
Wednesday, 8 June 2016
Tuesday, 7 June 2016
Monday, 6 June 2016
Sunday, 5 June 2016
Saturday, 4 June 2016
Gym
Caned rather. Probably pissed off Lauren. Thing about her is when she is there is he really canes it. I might point that out to her.
Was meant to meeting Amanda later but postponed for a week or do .
Friday, 3 June 2016
Thursday, 2 June 2016
Wednesday, 1 June 2016
Tuesday, 31 May 2016
Monday, 30 May 2016
S
Sandrine is 41 I think. She had early onset menopause from at least the last couple of years we were married , probably earlier... This is what her doctor told her . I'd forgotten until the subject came up. She's prone to depression anyway.. And tends to retire to her bed a lot at weekends. She doesn't sound very happy. In fact when I take the girls back to hers when every she is cheerfully welcoming there is a collective sign of relief.
I had to press the reset button on Eloise at weekend. I get to a point when the teenage rudeness and Sandrine like tone and moaning get too much. TV's get turned off, mobile phones and pad confiscated , riot act read. I'm getting quite good at it , and Eloise is a much nicer and happier child after the sulking finishes, about an hour.
Sunday, 29 May 2016
Musings on Brexit
To me it's simple
-the bodies charged with forecasting economic performance think we should stay in. That's the BoE, the IMF ,the IFS, all of those mentioned during the amphitheatre scene in the life of Brian, ceo Siemens uk, French finance minister etc
- who would want to be governed by the misfits, racists and right wingers aligned to the Brexit cause, with no recourse to Europe . Scary.
- the Brexit tories have qualms about using farage .ffs
-Johnson will be the next Tory leader irrespective of the result. He's secretly hoping for remain, otherwise his premiership will be sullied and it will be all his fault
- my kids are half French and fluently parlez bien the lingo
- they say Europe is heading for a melt down and we should vacate the area. We would be affected either way , and besides running is not the way we are.
- I believe immigration is good for this country
Missive to Stephen
Sounds like fun . I was dating a Bognor girl at that age , three years it went on for. Couldn't stand her and the day I dumped her is still a red letter day. 6/9 moths later met sue, who was beautiful and great in bed . We kept that up on/off until I met Sandrine , in fact after I met Sandrine .
Hendon is where Saracens play isn't it. We had an athletics meet up there with the club and Eloise did some running . I have a picture of her in the club house somewhere.
Thanks. I think Amanda has a similar ex . A West Ham fan who once made her spend two hours in the club shop fingering the poor quality merchandise , and also terrorised her psychologically by making her move to Wanstead . He is known, this was three of four years ago, as the cunt. She also s also a terrible snob about south London , particularly SE London. The clobber in the Barcelona footie club shop is in a different league, unsurprisingly.
I'm being unfair to her reporting it quite like that but those were some of the facts I gleaned. Her brother owns the hair dressers that Emma works in. He also seems like a likeable person. Anyway we didn't talk much about Emma.
Well done to hull. It's millwall's turn later. This means the pub on the corner will be filled nutters. Yesterday we had a couple of disappointed Sheff wed fans in full regalia (made in China as Amanda would have pointed out ).do you remember the tv documentary in the 7Os that made millwall famous as the hardest set of fans in the land. I know a couple of the blokes in the film. Now respectable etc. One was telling me that after the film came out that everywhere they went people wanted to kick the shit out of them and going away became quite hazardous , and a few anecdotes to reinforce the point.
Saturday, 28 May 2016
Friday, 27 May 2016
Thursday, 26 May 2016
Tuesday, 24 May 2016
Sunday, 22 May 2016
Saturday, 21 May 2016
Friday, 20 May 2016
Thursday, 19 May 2016
Wednesday, 18 May 2016
Tuesday, 17 May 2016
Monday, 16 May 2016
Sunday, 15 May 2016
Saturday, 14 May 2016
Friday, 13 May 2016
Wednesday, 11 May 2016
Tuesday, 10 May 2016
Sunday, 8 May 2016
Saturday, 7 May 2016
Friday, 6 May 2016
Thursday, 5 May 2016
Wednesday, 4 May 2016
Tuesday, 3 May 2016
Monday, 2 May 2016
Sunday, 1 May 2016
Saturday, 30 April 2016
Friday, 29 April 2016
Thursday, 28 April 2016
Wednesday, 27 April 2016
Tuesday, 26 April 2016
Monday, 25 April 2016
Sunday, 24 April 2016
Gym
Quite lovely. Watched vlm on tellie. Great stuff. There is a million of us , twice probably less
Xx
Saturday, 23 April 2016
Run
Ok , cold
Now at d and b waiting for the girls , I think by the time this has been going on for a few weeks I'm going to be sick my boy lollipop . Maybe they should base it on don't hong heavier , like the bad manners version .
Thursday, 21 April 2016
Wednesday, 20 April 2016
Monday, 18 April 2016
Sunday, 17 April 2016
Saturday, 16 April 2016
Friday, 15 April 2016
Thursday, 14 April 2016
Tuesday, 12 April 2016
Monday, 11 April 2016
Gym
Gym
1-2-1 with new boss. Ok. No apology forthcoming from idiot. Semantic reading of email. Hilarious .
Sunday, 10 April 2016
Friday, 8 April 2016
Thursday, 7 April 2016
Gym
Arguing about direct debits with angry ex wife . Work a bit soul destroying . Not even terribly excited about 1bs . Some of the pseuds, murderers, frauds and gangsters are getting on my tits
Wednesday, 6 April 2016
Tuesday, 5 April 2016
Monday, 4 April 2016
Saturday, 2 April 2016
Gym lite
Possible good news on boiler. Just when you want a quiet pint the pub is full of fucking football etc
Friday, 1 April 2016
Thursday, 31 March 2016
Wednesday, 30 March 2016
Monday, 28 March 2016
Sunday, 27 March 2016
Saturday, 26 March 2016
Friday, 25 March 2016
Thursday, 24 March 2016
Day off
Got to the gym feeling pissed off with work . Heard CJD news and gave up went to pick up kids via super market. Cunts. Cunts ..sorry cunt
Wednesday, 23 March 2016
Monday, 21 March 2016
Sunday, 20 March 2016
Gym....pub...BHT
Ok. Vain stomach bloke in. Couldn't do what I do . ( slope/weight/reps) funny. Had to go around corner to regain composure
Saturday, 19 March 2016
Run
Hilly ,enjoyable.neverthing slightly easier afterwards. It was one of those runs where within just a few steps you know it's going to be ok and reaonably quick. For me obviously
Friday, 18 March 2016
18/19
18 - terry Baldwin memorial piss up. Moving . Didn't take to all of the attendees
19 - migration baby , gym
Thursday, 17 March 2016
Tower meeting
Interesting . Was able to help I think. Suspect story about plot,a planning will never quite known . Too tired to think right now
Wednesday, 16 March 2016
Tuesday, 15 March 2016
Sunday, 13 March 2016
Saturday, 12 March 2016
Friday, 11 March 2016
Thursday, 10 March 2016
Wednesday, 9 March 2016
Run
Flat fast quick. Really legged it . Found some pictures of Eloise when she was a toddler .
Will put some here
Tuesday, 8 March 2016
Gym
Fucking people knocked backmmynrequest for more money for the last few months . They can fucknright off and when they've done that they can fuckmoff some more
Monday, 7 March 2016
Sunday, 6 March 2016
Saturday, 5 March 2016
Friday, 4 March 2016
Thursday, 3 March 2016
Wednesday, 2 March 2016
Tuesday, 1 March 2016
Monday, 29 February 2016
Sunday, 28 February 2016
Saturday, 27 February 2016
Friday, 26 February 2016
Gym
Light , bumped into my Lew b l procurement friend ....other than that light . Heavy week at work
Looks like got new job !
Thursday, 25 February 2016
Wednesday, 24 February 2016
Tuesday, 23 February 2016
Monday, 22 February 2016
Sunday, 21 February 2016
Run
Bizarre weather , windy warm. Slightly warm so a little hard going . Calfs hurting after standing on one leg exercise yesterday !
Anyway hilly run
Saturday, 20 February 2016
Friday, 19 February 2016
Thursday, 18 February 2016
Monday, 15 February 2016
Sunday, 14 February 2016
Friday, 12 February 2016
Thursday, 11 February 2016
Wednesday, 10 February 2016
Tuesday, 9 February 2016
Monday, 8 February 2016
Friday, 5 February 2016
Wednesday, 3 February 2016
Tuesday, 2 February 2016
Monday, 1 February 2016
Sunday, 31 January 2016
Yesterday /today
Yesterday no time no training.
Today mostly flat run. Hard going
Worked most the weekend
Saw Ian r last night
Found a wallet on way home . Will return it tommorow
Friday, 29 January 2016
Gym
Lite
Disabled kid in . I get the impression he likes interaction with the other users
Work is crazy daisy
Thursday, 28 January 2016
Crazy Daisy mctokyo
At. Work, and shit run , really shit run. And awful journey home
Interesting day at work
Wednesday, 27 January 2016
Tuesday, 26 January 2016
Monday, 25 January 2016
Sunday, 24 January 2016
Gym
Barbor buffet with kids to celebrate 25 years in London
Average expensive shit service I thought it . Kids liked it ...also very brockley crowd
Saturday, 23 January 2016
Friday, 22 January 2016
Thursday, 21 January 2016
Wednesday, 20 January 2016
Light gym
Got chatting with bf de bird that performs with Chris. Life too short. Just prior to that was mark and his exlillertating ambition in film. Much more like it !
Tuesday, 19 January 2016
Monday, 18 January 2016
Sunday, 17 January 2016
Wednesday, 13 January 2016
Tuesday, 12 January 2016
Monday, 11 January 2016
Sunday, 10 January 2016
Gym
Some elite athletes in. Pretty good session and coldly nose stopped running as soon as I started
Saturday, 9 January 2016
Friday, 8 January 2016
Thursday, 7 January 2016
Wednesday, 6 January 2016
Tuesday, 5 January 2016
Saturday, 2 January 2016
Happy new year
Day off for New Year's Day.
Felt like shit. Very late night watching EC on utube. Gym just now....got easier. Girls back tonight !
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