Poor lad

James was back playing rugby today after a lay off of a couple of weeks due to bad weather/waterlogged pitches etc. anyway, he started off really well, running the ball in hard and tqckling fiercely. His stride was broken after a few minutes when he went in for one tackle and took an accidental stray boot to the eye lid. He was brought off for a while til he recovered. When he went back on he was head highed by a lad who goes to school with him and who he used to play with at sullys a while ago, this lad likes to act hard but is really nothing and james is just not scared of him one bit, the lad also ran in 4th man on james and hit him proving how hard he is.......not. with just less than 10 minutes to go James had gone for a tackle and somehow was left on the floor on his own, as daft lad ran by him he kicked James in the ribs, as James was getting up the ref sin binned daft lad and then turned to James and sin binned him for fighting!!!! so I have told him, when they play them next give him a good crack as he walks past him to show him who he is but make sure the ref isnt watching

Yet another pearler from big Trev.

I went around to Maureen and Trevor's today, whilst I was there the news was on. When it came to the story about the yank plane crashing I just happened to say (have I mentioned I don't like yanks, lol)Wasn't it a pity that it never did a damn busters and bounced into every house in the village killing the lot of them. Trevor said thats not nice no matter how much you hate them they don't deserve that, I hate the Muslims but I wouldn't wish that on them.
You hate Muslims? I said to him, when you were at Hazlewoods wasn't your best mate one? He wasn't a Muslim says Trev......he was an Iraqi!!!!!! enough said.

ok so I know all Iraqis aren't Muslims but really. he isn't a Muslim he is an iraqi, is a bit funny I suppose

Facebook

I have just joined the facebook nation, so not doing much around the house right now, Tracy is a bit p**ssed off, but,Hey, Dont we all like to play with new toys?

Gareths Party

A good night seemed to be had by all and Gareth certainly indulged a little in the local delicacies sold over the bar at The Skippers Tavern. He was "a little tired and emotional", which I believe is the way to describe someone pissed out of their brains.
He woke up the next morning with no hangover to talk about and even had some breakfast, we then went to the Polish restaurant we like for our Sunday lunch and everyone seemed to enjoy that too.