I, for one, am relieved. Since I embraced village life and fatherhood, my bedtime has hovered around 10, with the occasional foray towards 11 on big nights. This tournament has not allowed me to go to bed before midnight for 12 nights in a row. I need some sleep. The cows start walking down the road, bells-a-clanging, at 6am.
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I'm going to write my CV - if you want me to work for you, now is the right time to ask - send a couple of emails, play a game or two in the garden with my cat and perhaps write something that isn't anything to do with Euro 2012. It is a beautiful day down here today.
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- Oct 2011
- 26997
- Cambridgeshire
- Ipswich (convert)
- Those chocolate-coated ring-shaped ones you get at Christmas
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There's a good chance I'll be removing manky old sealant from the bottom of the shower tray. Got the main strips out but there's a fair bit clinging on. Wire wool and acetone's the plan. Then, once that's all clean and dry, new sealant.
Rock and roll.
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Skulking about the flat feeling more tetchy and miserable than I actually am, smoking a lot, staring at a pile of boxes that will soon be moved (along with ourselves) into a different flat, listening to Buried Secrets by Painkiller, contemplating a brew and polishing off The Blizzard vol. 5.
The excitement never ends round here.
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I've just read my gas and electric meters, something Scottish Power have been nagging me to do via increasingly annoyed sounding daily e-mails since the tournament started. They've decided to cut a further £13 off my monthly direct debit as a result, too (they'd previously knocked £20 a month off last time I did it). That new boiler I had put in last year really is beginning to pay for itself like it claimed on the advert, it seems.
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jim w wrote: Skulking about the flat feeling more tetchy and miserable than I actually am, smoking a lot, staring at a pile of boxes that will soon be moved (along with ourselves) into a different flat, listening to Buried Secrets by Painkiller, contemplating a brew and polishing off The Blizzard vol. 5.
The excitement never ends round here.
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