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Middle Eastern Rick Moranis, and letting things slide

A brief recap:

In my last blog post I was told I had high blood pressure and advised I should go and see my GP. Firstly, thank you all for your texts, letters, e-mails etc asking about my well-being.

I am of course being sarcastic, you uncaring set of bastards. Read the rest of this entry »

A bad day but a FREE TRAVEL MUG

Monday was not a proud day, but I’m hoping it will be a watershed moment of sorts.

My employers very kindly gave us all the opportunity to have a quick, free health check, the highlight of which was watching someone feint after having their finger pricked for a cholesterol test.  I went down for a few minutes away from my desk, and to pick up a goody bag containing a free Company-branded travel mug. Read the rest of this entry »

Twenty-four bags of crisps, direct and effective cheese, and clichéd hyperbolic rhetoric

Anyone who’s been reading this blog or has seen me recently will have undoubtedly noticed that the diet/fitness regime has pretty much died a death.  I kind of gave up.  Again.  I’m guessing you’re not surprised.

I’m not looking to blame anyone or thing, but I did allow myself to be tempted into buying some Walkers Flavour Cup World Cup flavour crisps.  And by some I mean twenty-four bags.  I am, as you can probably imagine, very partial to a bag of crisps. Read the rest of this entry »

Muhammad Ali and a 65p can of cider at the world-renowned Selston Par 3 Golf Course

My mate Steve used to have a poster of Muhammad Ali in his bedroom; the iconic shot of Ali standing over Heavyweight Champion Sonny Liston having flattened him in the first minute of the first round of their 1965 fight.

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The Chairman, man-boobs and completely hypothetically-speaking

It’s never a good sign when the Chairman of your cricket club approaches you at a pre-season training session, arms outstretched, bellowing “I take it your training regime is fucked then” before grabbing hold of your man-boobs and giving them a comedy squeeze. Read the rest of this entry »