World Cup is over!

The pain...
The misery...

Bloody lost again...

On penalties...

AGAIN!...

Poxy Ref...

Blah, blah, blah...

...Can I come up with any more excuses? Fuck it - who cares?

Oh well, time to talk about other matters I suppose. Well, work has been hectic for the last couple of weeks or so. I have not left before 7pm or so in that time and have been getting in at 8am. Feeling knackered. Had a bit of a go at a couple of people at work this week - but they deserved it. Lazy buggers sitting there moaning about being busy, but still finding time to go out for lunch, get in late and leave early every night. OK that's enough moaning from me.

Taylor (my daughter) will be 16 in October. She has been with her boyfriend (Gimli) for nearly 18 months now. She has asked if it's ok for her to go on holiday with him and his family. How could I say no without being a bastard? OK time for me to go. It's nearly 7.15pm and there is a cold beer with my name on it somewhere!

Hey Crutchpiece - It's good to see you posting again kid xxx.

Bye for now peeps xx