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I haven't blogged in well over a month, so I thought I best crack one out now.

Since my last post, many exciting things have interrupted the sleep,work,sleep,football cycle that I go through in the day to day business of milling through life, although a lot of them do involve football anyway, but I like that so it doesn't matter.

Well, looking back on the month, not a great deal has actually happen. I've had a fair bit of holiday from work which I spent relaxing and catching up with all the sleep which I have stolen from me by Sainsburys plc. I have applied for a new job at Head Office which will hopefully help me get out of this hell hole. I really can't understand why Sainsburys should be allowed to ask someone to do something as unnatural as staying up all night whilst performing duties which mean they as a company don't receive literally hundreds of thousands of pounds in fines and still only pay them a wage so embarassing. Anger. Anyway, enough of that, some of the good things that happened in the month.


Charlton bent over and raped West Ham 4-0 at home. It really was a surreal day, couldn't believe it at half time when we were 3-0 up. The night before was a lovely evening down the pub with 'Chard where we talked about the good old days and admired the view out of the window.


The rest of my time off included a trip to BBC TV Centre to see Dead Ringers being filmed again, all in the name of good fun. It was reasonably funny, but I didn't watch it when it went on air because it didn't merit a second viewing. I also went to the Bromley V Hampton game, a top of the table clash which the mighty Brom won 3-2. Anyway, so back to work on the Sunday, which nobody wants to see, but it happened anyway. The next weekend I work the saturday morning and have the sunday booked off so as of 10am on the Saturday I had a free weekend. So I went home and collapsed on the bedroom floor for a while, before waking up and heading to Ashford in Middlesex for the Bromley away game. We got lost on the way, turned up 30 mins after kick off and then managed to see the worst performance of the season as we lost 2-0 to piss weak oppsistion.


The ground itself was a bloody dump located next to a massive chemical works and not far from Heathrow airport. Another local attraction is Feltham Young Offenders Institute, which may be where they recrute their players from. As we turned up, within about 5 minutes Bromley's star striker Nic Mcdonnell watched a ball fly over his shoulder in the box, and went for a shot on the turn, but the 'keeper bravely got in his way and took a kick to the thigh for his trouble. 50/50 challenge, let the goalie pick himself up and get on with the game surely. But instead the goalie decides to roll so far he could have been appealing for a penalty at the other end, got Mcdonnell booked and thereby angried the Bromley fans who vented spleen in the direction of the guy with the dog and the white stick (the ref). As the half time whistle blew, and the players walked from the pitch, more shouting and general fist shaking was aimed at the ref, prompting one of the Ashford players to tell our fans to shut it. When my traveling buddy Chris retorted with the phrase, "To be fair, it was a 50/50 challenge," said player decided to come up to him and threatened to 'kick him in the fucking leg and see how he'd like it' thuus proving that whereas he may not have the skill to compete in the football league, he certainly has the temprement to.

Anyway, after that unpleasentness, we got in the car and headed to the Menier Chocolate Factory where I met up with Dareus and we say the quite wonderful comdian Marcus Brigstocke in front of a very intimate audience of 160. The man knows funny.

Here is some of his material.




Then, after getting home at about 11pm, i went to bed and got up early on Sunday for the scout trip to Thorpe Park, in which we did some rides, watched some rugger and generally had a good time.




Then, after working for a bit more, I enjoyed a further 5 days in a row off from work, a god send to a man who enjoys nothing more than sleeping like me. On the Thursday of this week, the mighty Cheese and Bread won at goals, a feat which they have only acheived twice before, prompting celebrations from our fans all around the country.

And on the friday, due to the second team captian returning from Uni, we were able to have a Team Ikea Breakfast!!

Soooooo cheap!!

And after returning to work on Saturday, I sped up to North London in order to witness the first ever game at the new Wembley stadium!! A moment in footballing history that I was glad to be a part of.



^The first goal scored at the new stadium after 28 seconds. The guy on the ball is literally about to let fly.^



A truly excellent stadium but the atmosphere was lacking, mainly due to the fact that it was more of a exhibition feel to the match.

All in all, a fair few things have happened recently and I have blogged them for your enjoyment.

Knackered.