Hey! tearaway back in the land of the living....

....well, almost..... hello peeps. Last week got a bit much for me so i headed off to the country on Saturday after football for some well overdue R&R....it's been a long while now and i must must must not leave the gaps in between get so very long. it's wicked up here, plenty chickens, sheep an horses to keep me smiling, along with the fact that Arsenal won in the champion's League last night. :-) I notices people were still moaning when we'd flipping won in style, which, given the fact we were the only team in 10 last night to not draw was a bit pathetic. credit due where it's due no? Obviously not.

I must thank one of the feisty Italians for making watching a game I should have been at in the flesh bearable to watch on the TV for pulling his shorts off, revealing a side on close up view of his rather full under garments, a moment in which caused my mother and I to scream in unison like little girls. There you go ladies who profess to not like football - it is worth watching yanno......;-)

Right, I'm going to make myself a cup of tea. Thought I'd get back in to this deserted diary, although I'm having to sit in my kid brother's room to do it and i tell you, my house has just been promoted to a palace as the least time spent sat in this room i think the better...............boys eh? inabit, xxxx