WORLD CUP!

Right. Afternoon. I am
guessing I am unpopular at the minute right???? NO, SURELY NOT.....You have all
reverted to old fashioned ways of posting invites. Ah, no, I've been getting my
post. That MUST be it, old style innit, before postman, horse and cart
deliveries eh?? Pigeons? Yeah. I know, they are on their way.....they must be.
Well you better hurry up because although I have a good feeling about England's
chances of not shaming themselves this year there is always the possibility we
might not last too long. English, we all get together right?? Even us, we laugh
and shout and share this moment right? Everyone is meant to watch it together. I
knows it.  All ready I was. A six seater seating arrangement, fabulous new
entertainment system, REALLY fabulous, England barbecue, fridge stacked high
with beer, buss pass, ability to drink any man under the table in a bar, England
shirt, Great Big lung capacity for half the North bank after all the damn
practising I do hollerin'. OH NO, I have watched the tournament in it's entirety
all ALONE!! (Well - with the three Lions and one Bengal Tiger Princess that curl
up with me on my sofa but I'm not sure they count.) 3 hairy ones came from Asda
and don't speak much and t'other hairy one that moves  runs a mile every
time I shout. Which means she only usually witnesses 15 minutes of half time
maximum. (drink and bog break)

YOU BASTARDOS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
or am I the bastardo here? Get happy will ya? Oh, and include me if you
will...;-)

 

 Come on the
boys, good luck today.

XXXX