Whatever I did, it must've worked

Same time each year my throat closes over, it gets tough to breathe let alone talk. I currently sound like Peewee Herman. Dam the changeable weather, Im sure a sniffly nose and a sore throat has nothing to do with the fact I leave my house with wet hair on my half hour walk to work. Nothing. But it affords me a night in tonight, activity free, to repair my throat for two sessions this weekend. First stop Sallins on Friday, second stop Searsons for my sins on Saturday night, but I have warned my friends once I see a sign of collars going up in Searsons, we are doing a legger legger to Tramco. Its Sineads Berfday and apparently the theme is atrociously drunk, call me a sheep if you wish.

Put up our Christmas (does Christmas always need a capital C?) lights, and they look very festive indeed. I have already had my Xmas din dins this year, It was my Dad's berfday on Sunday and my sis is going to visit my bro in Thailand for the holliers so twas an excuse to chow down festive style, and chow I did. But on the downside, Im done with the Turkey and Ham malarkey. Invent a new food!


Token predictable thoughts; Man U crashed out of Champions League, poor Man U fans, what are they going to do for the next 3-5 years until their cycle improves?

Budget- Brian you are impressing nobody with your handouts, your possible plan is to get the party that takes over from you in financial trouble and in seven years time FF will come in looking like the golden children, not falling for it....

Seize the day was the motif from my last blog and would ye believe it....the day was seized, the venue was Time in Naas which leads me to believe the nice chap mustve been of the leaving college age, tee hee. So this week I urge you to contribute to the lotto so I can rake in €4.5million.