Why am I still single? Well yes, mostly by choice, but also my Mum must take some of the credit. Last night whilst Dad and I played darts, Mum chatted to the singer. The singer being the only crumpet in the hotel, by virtue of the fact that she's the only one under 30 and doesn't wear a berka. Mum discussed with her my food poisoning, my Irritable Bowel and my divorce. Cheers.
It's the opening day of the football season. Despite Fleet's lowly finish last season, optimism is high (isn't it always before a ball is kicked) and I would dearly love to be in Hastings today. Come on the Bloo's.
Praise be a movement. 1st since Monday.
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