Happy New Year

Here's wishing everybody a Happy & Prosperous New Year 2007!!!

Right I'm off to get drunk and have fun, see ya'll next year!!

Today I rejoice, I look down on my friends with pity and disdain.

Why, because they went out on the lash last night and I did not. They look and sound like shit this morning I do not. But I do know what I normally look like the morning after now.

It also shows that the morning after normal conversation is difficult, not because I'm older than they are, it is fully dependent on how much alcohol you drank the night before.

Why does the suffering of my friends make me smile?

I stayed in because I now understand that three night of heavy drinking are something that I cannot quite manage any more. This blog must just consist of me talking about the joy of going out drinking, what happened when I went out drinking and how I feel the days after drinking. Apologies, I like a pint but there are other things I do, not much more, but some.

So toady I'm as fresh as a daisy, off for a pint tonight and looking forward to New Year's Eve tomorrow. Plus, I have friends I haven't seen in ages coming up to join us for a few tonight. So today is a good one.

In a few minutes I'm off for lunch with my mates, those who didn't head out I mean. Lunch will include chatting to my Slovakian ex-Love Interest about her festivities and chewing the fat with friends. A quiet afternoon and then food followed by beers in good company.

The New Housemate's football (soccer, god I hate the word soccer) team play the team I support this afternoon. He is more likely to have a smile on his face later today but I'm feeling good so I'm hoping that feeling continues well passed the end of the game. So come on the boys, Liverpool to beat Spurs, come on!!!

More sport reports to follow

EDIT - TOTTENHAM 0-1 LIVERPOOL (Oh yeah, get in!!!)

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Sorry for the delay

Apologies, I have been re-miss and haven't blogged for a couple of days, please bear with me I I'm a little run down and tired.

Well, kind of blogged a bit drunk on Xmas Eve, I think. My memory is a bit hazy on that point, I was enjoying the festive spirit at that point to its fullest. So apologies to those of you who missed me and for the length of this post.

An admission before we start, I fuckin love Xmas, always have, always will. Had a nightmare last year, my now ex messed with my head and heart all through December, made it a horrible time. So this year I was going to have a nice chilled out Xmas, and that's exactly what I got.

Not much money floating around in my life at the moment. So I have to be careful about where I spend it, which was down the pub and on presents for the 'rents and for my friends.

So I went out for a few drinks Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Saw old friends, like you do, at this time of year. Normally love to catch up, but this year with all my money and job problems, I kind of switch the conversations to what other people are doing rather than me. Still, telling people you've failed over the last year or two in a big way is a poor way to start a vacuous conversation. But I had a really good time. Got very drunk on both Friday and Saturday which might be the reason I woke up with a bit of a sore throat on Sunday.

Yes folks, Vince caught man flu at Xmas. Not much of a cold but it managed to rob me of all my energy over Xmas. Bugger it all.

Christmas Eve was a bit of a damp squib. It used to be the best day of the year, all your old friends home for the holidays, but these days most of my friends are married or live away. So its a more laid back these days. But it's a bit dull

Woke up late Xmas morning, nice and late, a bit of a sore throat courtesy of my cold. There is nothing finer than not having to worry about anything on Xmas morning, its great. Not having to be nice first thing in the morning is ace. So I collected my things, got the dog and went to The Artist's house. Since his wife moved out last August and my ex broke my heart in March, we've been each other main support ever since. So it was to his house that I strolled with my dog, his beer I drank and his mince pies I ate. Then we took the dogs out and walked for an hour or so and there was no mention of his ex or mine. Job done for both of us.

So I arrived at the parents house, had a wonderful lunch. I'll just take the time to fill you in on what we had, if you don't mind, and I like to think back on a fantastic meal. So we had a cockerel or capon instead of the usual bland turkey. It was divine. Succulent and tasty. Along with buttered mashed potatoes, a carrot and swede mix, mushy sprouts. Add to that roast parsnips, tasty little sausages and spicy stuffing. It was perfect. Followed by Lemon posset and then Lemon and Orange Cheesecake. After all that I could hear the armchair was calling.

So we retired to the living room, did the presents thing. Handed over the usual books, DVD's and this year another food hamper. All were accepted with glee. My presents, cologne, razor and books. Apparently my family thinks I smell, look scruffy and need to improve my mind. I proceeded to insert one of the old man's DVD's and watch him and my mum laugh the afternoon away watching an old 70's sitcom.

Now I told you I'd caught a cold, and you might remember I don't get man flu, this one had robbed me of all my energy. So I snoozed through most of Xmas afternoon. Left the rents around 7ish, headed home with Bo and his smart new collar. Got a call on my way home, asking if we were heading out for a Xmas drink. Luckily, all but one pub was closed and I didn't really have the energy for anything, so I had an early night.

US boys have a tradition, every Boxing Day we do a treasure hunt. Sounds a bit lame but its a a real laugh. Imagine four guys stuck in a car, glad to be out and about, having a laugh and not taking life too seriously. Basically, we get to be 14 for a few hours on 26th December. What happens is that a local pub sets a treasure hunt. So dozens of us load ourselves into cars and follow the clues around a 20 odd mile route and then retire to the aforementioned pub. Good fun, normally. This year was a little different.

Do any of you have friends that annoy you. Well mine, we'll call him The Railway Fanatic (cos he likes trains, not the semi-cool steam ones, but the dull as dishwater diesel trains), took his turn driving. We had two, count them two, near fatal near misses that he adamantly denied were anything to do with his driving. Funnily enough, we all agreed later in the pub, when he was out of earshot, that both were his fault. Add to that he was erratic behind the wheel, annoyingly cantankerous for the four hours we were together and basically made me want to beat him with a blunt instrument until he stopped twitching about 15mins into the hunt.

Oh man this guy just bugs the arse off me most of the time. Before now I've spent months just not talking to him. I also know how to piss him off and I can torment him when he pisses me off. So being stuck in a car driven by him when he's being his most annoying was a real tester. Maybe I am growing up a little then. So the treasure hunt this year was a bit of a wash out. The Artist also caught my cold, so now he's ill and has no energy and is blaming me.

So please forgive me if I haven't blogged for a few days, it should take you some time to read this anyway. Back to normal from tomorrow, no more shitty food, yup that means I'm back on the diet. The gym opens January 5th and my back is much better. So bring it on (as they say in those annoying adverts).

Plus there's New years Eve on the horizon, so plenty to look forward to.

Hope your well and had happy holiday breaks.


later

25th December

Merry Christmas

or

Nadolig Llawen (Welsh)

to everyone

have

a

very

pleasant

Christmas

The Bob Hope Xmas Classic

A quick post cos I'm off to play golf with my friends. More precisely, I'm off to play about three good shots in 9 holes of golf, get increasingly frustrated by it and come home cold and humiliated. But its all fun, right? Like everyone who plays this stupid game, some days I'm good and some days I'm sucky. Ever get the feeling that this might be one of those sucky days. My friend is an hour late to pick me up, so my mood is turning south already. As long as I beat him then I can rest easy.

Today is the last working day before Xmas, so all the pubs in town will be jammed tonight. Still more people means more women, well that's the way I'm looking at it. Desperation is a terrible thing. Having Xmas on a Monday, is really cool, means I have an excuse to go drinking Friday, Saturday and Sunday night. This, as I'm sure you're aware, is going to be a real hardship for me, no seriously. Bring on the Guinness, that's all I can say. Christmas is a wonderful time of year.

Will have to wrap my presents soon, probably tomorrow, depending on the state of my hangover. Books, DVD's and a food hamper are what will be given out this year. Barring any mishaps, like my dog eating what's going in to the hamper before I have a chance to wrap it.

New Housemate got himself a job yesterday, which is good news. Still waiting on a call from the company I did an interview for last week, but considering it took 6 months for them to get back to me after I applied I'm not holding my breath.

Right I'm off to play zen golf (I try to practice meditation while I play, means I don't break my clubs in frustration when I hit a bad shot, it works sometimes)


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HNTongue

Apparently, the having a long tongue seems to have intrigued some of you. So because I can't think of anything else to post for HNT - I give you my own reasonably fine specimen. (Any discolouration is down to the Guinness I assure you).

Not bad, it is undoubtedly helped by the fact that I can breathe through my ears as well. Useful I'm told.

So is no longer having a beard, which I thought would have tickled but in fact is considered to be 'scratchy' in sensitive regions. Who'd have thunk it?

Having one of my Greta Garbo days and simply want to retire to the solitude of my room to be disturbed by no one that I have to talk to directly. You though are welcome to leave comments, and this HNT I have followed orders and shaved my shoulders and back so as not to put you off too much.


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Damn you, Blogger

For no good reason Blogger has taken to not uploading any of my pics. Did I over use my privilege the other day or what? Its not looking good for HNT today, and today's letter was the letter 'U'. Bugger

After reading this update, please restart you computer for the changes to take effect.

OK, so I'm back in the saddle. A week away, no Half Nekkid Thursday and a clamouring mob baying for blood as I return. Cool. It feels like I've never been away. My internet connection is now 4 times faster than it was, shame there's no discernible difference from my end.

What have I been up to in the last seven days. Not a whole hell of a lot really. Had an interview for a sales job I don't really want. Seemed to go OK, but who knows. Why do I end up getting jobs I don't really want. This is a sales job and I hate salesmen with a passion, they're all soulless wankers, and now I shall join their ranks. If it wasn't for the fact that I need the money desperately I wouldn't consider sales at all. But I'm running very low on funds 'so needs must as the devil drives'.

Currently finishing up my application form for teachers training. I'm hoping to get on this years course but I've already missed the deadline, but the course is still available, hopefully. Gonna try and teach primary school kids (4-11 years). But I'm going to try to do the course through the medium of Welsh to give me a better chance of actually getting a job around where I live. But I haven't written a word of Welsh in nearly 20 years, so that's gonna be fun. Should be a nice learning curve, close to razor sharp by my guess.

We had our lads Xmas dinner on Saturday. Six hairy blokes trying to cook up a storm in a small kitchen with way to much alcohol close at hand. It's a miracle that there were no serious incidents. We tried to play Trivial Pursuits TV Edition from the early 90's at one point, doing this while quite drunk meant we all ended up on the same team trying to get the questions right. Kind of us against the game. Food, alcohol and friends make for a good time, which we duly had in spades.

Apart from that there were no real highlight's. Had a downer for most of the week, mainly to do with the ex and my money situation. That was until I realised that my ex's current boyfriend might be having a great time between the sheets, but that's the only plus point. She's madder than a box of frogs and completely self-obsessed. After a while even really dirty sex starts to pale. This cheered me up no end, thinking about someone else going through what I went through shouldn't make me smile. Bang goes my good karma then. So after that epiphany of sorts I felt like the real me for the first time in months. Wonder if I can consider it an early Xmas present, who knows.

Speaking of Xmas, I am now officially done. All presents are bought. They only need to be wrapped. Job, as they say, done! An early Xmas present for New Housemate was Leaving Housemate's dog, Luke. He is staying on a permanent basis and this is good for my dog as well. Newest Housemate has also moved in but he has already disappeared to his girlfriends hose for Xmas. Was it something we said?

Apart from that I have missed you all and will catch up with your blogs as soon as I can (be arsed).

That is all....


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Damn you..... CherylAnn

Thought I'd ease myself back in slowly, that and I was tagged by CherylAnn... so that made it easy, well easier.

A - Available or single:
B - Best friends:
C - Cake or pie: D - Drink of choice:
E - Essential item you use everyday:

F - Favorite color:
G - Gummy bears or worms:

H - Hometown:
I - Indulgence:
J - January or February: K - Kids & names:
L - Life is incomplete without?M - Marriage date:N - Number of siblings:O - Oranges or apples:P - Phobias or fears:Q - Fave quote:R - Reasons to smile:S - Season:T - Tag 3 or 4 people: Elaine, April, Hella

U - Unknown fact about me:

V- Vegetable you don't like:W - Worst habit:
X - Xrays:
Y - Your fave food:

Z- Zodiac sign:

The time has come

Unfortunately, I'm now on an enforced sabbatical for the next few days. Well, Wednesday of next week to be precise if Demon sort the changeover out by then.

There should be plenty to blog about, the Leaving Housemate left today. All went well, I helped, didn't get any funny looks off his mum. So all might be well.

Got an interview Friday for a new job, so I might be back in the land of the employed by then. There is our own Xmas party on Saturday, which should be a bit of fun with a bit of luck.

On the other end of the spectrum I can't seem to get into the spirit of Xmas at all, which might have something to do with last years and the cause of it, my ex. Who I for the life of me can't seem to get out of my head at the moment. All things seem to lead me back to her and last year at the mo.

So, all in all, plenty to bring you after my enforced break. So just check back in a few short days for all the gossip.

Vive le resistance!!!!


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Sooooooo funny

I'm in a stupid mood, so I've stolen this from Hollz, cos its hilarious...

The consequences of beers and fast food

OK, today I am tired and it's all self inflicted I stayed up watching sport 'til 4.30am and now I'm suffering the consequences of my stupidity. So I've spent my time today looking a stupid stuff on the net. The best thing I found was this, it kind of sums up the way I see the world.


Looking back over my drunken post Saturday night, I'm quite proud of it really, I'd obviously had far too much to drink but it still reads OK. Not too shabby considering. Yesterday was a bit of a blow out, 12 hours of continuous sport is not good for you, take it from me. Still what doesn't kill ya makes you stronger.


Funny, on Saturday night town was packed, freaked me out really. My bunch of friends and I head out every weekend and it's fairly quiet, but all of a sudden there were people everywhere. I just couldn't get used to it, it kinds ruined my night. This comes from a guy who's lived in major cities before, so I'm quite surprised my perceptions have changed so much in such a short time.

Next weekend will be better I'm sure. We're doing a lad's Xmas dinner, three courses, cheese board, brandy to finish. Lots of wine and beer. Should be a blast, just six of us, living it up and shooting the breeze. Will have to do the cooking in two houses, then bring it all together. The more I think about it the more I know will go wrong. Never mind as long as there is enough beer to go round we'll be fine.

Quiet start to the week, already taken the dog out. He's been swimming today, big waves coming in from the Irish Sea. So as the mean dog owner I am I kept throwing the stick just far enough out so that every time he went to get it he ended up almost surfing back in on those waves. He got quite good at it, 'til he wised up that is and gave up anything thrown too far. My dog is either clever of lazy. A good dash of both I think. Sounds like me really, but I'm definitely more lazy than clever.

Cheating at the moment, am trawling various sites looking for the definitive best albums of 2006, then downloading them. Hot Chip's album, The Warning, is pretty cool, as is Band of Horses - Everything all the time (very Mercury Rev).Will let you know what the rest of them sound like. Bet you can't wait, right.

Other than that it was a pretty uneventful weekend. The Artist's birthday drink was a bit of a damp squib, I talked to loudly about a woman I fancied while ordering some fast food, she heard and blanked me when I saw her outside. So I must remember for future reference that I talk loudly when I'm drunk and hungry. Hmmm, could just be when I'm drunk, I'm not loud when I'm hungry. Still it gave my friend a laugh he was standing next to them while The Happy Camper and I discussed how sexy we thought they were. He was in stitches by the time he got his chips and we could leave.

Still at least my antics made someone smile.


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Alcohol is my friend....... I think

Apparently you're not meant to post when you're drunk. Does a good way towards drunk count? Or am I now in a grey area?

The resistance is fighting hard at the moment!

I currently have £40 to last me to a week on Wednesday, but take into account that next weekend is £20 drinking Friday and £20 drinking Saturday and I have to eat in between means I'm in trouble.

Oh bugger!!!

Do I eat or do I drink, hmmm, tough choice.

Can you say basic food stuffs?

Wonder how often I can drop by the 'rents place in the next week scrounging food on the off-chance?

Fuck, I hope my interview goes well next Friday.

Man I just misspelt Friday as Fridy. Is Fridy either a member of 50cents entourage or Diddy's.

Why do I seriously miss an ex who made last Xmas a fuckin' misery, but is still someone I'd take back in a nanosecond. I must have a thing for seriously twisted women. The heart is a funny thing... with a dark sense of humour, apparently.

No absinthe tonight though, which is good, I think?

But how much better could tonight have been if I'd have drunk that noxious liquid?

Will we ever know, do we care?

I dreamt about my future wife last night, I never saw what she looked like clearly, but I can give you a partial description, if you see a woman matching the following description can you let me know.....








Cheers!!!


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'afore I go

Right, apparently the broadband change around could take anything up to 15 working days (3 weeks in reality). We're hoping it'll be a little less, seven to ten working days with a bit of luck. So I'm likely to disappear for a while, so you can start missing me now so that when I'm gone you'll be used to it.

Not sure whether to go out for a few beers tonight, not in the talkative mood really, so will save my money. Definitely out tomorrow night though, it's The Artist's birthday celebration, so absinthe all round. There could be carnage as a result. The after effect could make for an interesting blog come Sunday morning.

Absinthe always reminds me of that stuff they get you to wash your mouth out with at the dentists. That stuff's pink though, wonder if they make it in the same factory. If only that were true, dentist's visits would be far more entertaining.

What else can I tell you, nothing of consequence. I don't really have much to say, but I still like the idea of writing something everyday. It's a discipline I need to develop. Everyone has a novel in them, they say. I'll never write mine if I don't practice with fairly easy stuff first.

Think I might watch a couple of DVD's tonight. Casa de Vince will be showing 'Bombon el Pero' and 'The Motorcycle Diaries'. Maybe a chinese takeaway to go with it and a couple of tinnies. Could be a plan.

---------------------------------------------------

Fuck the plan.

I refuse to stay in and be miserable by myself.

No way jose.

I'm off to get drunk, chase skirt and have fun.

Damn the consequences.

I'll just starve for the next week.

Vive la resistance!!!!!!


later

Another day in Paradise...

Right must blog, if for no other reason than to move my hairy arse further down the damn screen. I have no idea why I posted my bum for everyone on the web to look at, seemed like a good idea at the time. Amused me anyway.

To business, I have been granted another day of respite from web death. The broadband has yet to disappear, so I can carry on spouting nonsense and trawling for quality porn.

Further to recent reports, Luke the labrador retriever will now be staying with us for the foreseeable future. The guy willing to train him has a gundog has backed out so Leaving Housemate has no choice but to leave him here. This means the two brothers get to stay together, good; the house will continue to be chewed until nothing else remains, bad.

Spent most of the afternoon and evening trying to sort out The Artist's PC. Well, I didn't, my friend The Happy Camper did all the work, he is currently on a sabbatical from the IT industry and is very good with technical things, so he did all the work. We had to cheat a bit but it is now working, it won't play Rome Total War but it does everything else.

It is also The Artist's birthday today, he is 38, and Rome Total War was a present from The Happy Camper. They are both war game fans and can now play online, so from now on they can bore each other rather than include the rest of us.

I'm on the horns of a dilemma at the mo concerning The Artist. He is one of my best friends and has been for over 20 years, his marriage has broken up recently and, as good friends do, I have spent a lot of time with him over the last few months trying to raise his spirits. We both have dogs, so most evenings we shoot the breeze and walk the dogs. Hanging out so much means we are becoming almost couply. For 2 heterosexual guys this is fuckin weird. People in small Welsh towns don't really understand meterosexuality let alone know how to spell it.

So in order to stop any rumours before they start I'm gonna have to ration the times I head round his gaff. This fuckin sucks, its bullshit, if 2 women spend a lot of time together they're not instantly labelled lesbians. That only happens when they tell you to fuck off on a night out. We do spend too much time in each others company though, but that is just to raise each others spirits after his divorce and with my impending bankruptcy. If we lived anywhere else it wouldn't even be considered, but I now here it would be deemed as suspicious behaviour. How shit is that?

I do have a question, I need a present for my mum for Xmas so I thought I might get her 'Marley and Me', has anyone read it and is it any good. How about 'The Time Traveller's Wife'? Any other ideas would be welcomed. I've got most of the presents sorted I just need the last piece of the jigsaw.

So all help would be gratefully received. Right I'm off to take my sleeping tablet and hopefully enjoy another restful night. Wish me luck....


laters

Early HNT (Half Moon)

Right, I am posting my HNT early this week cos we've just switched internet providers today so I may disappear for anything up to 2 weeks any minute now.

This pic is for two people, Dirk who wanted to see my hairy shoulders (which is a week of laziness with regard to the bodytrimmer) and my arse for someone (female) who asked to see it specifically. She offered alternative options, but hey, any woman who wants to see my backside is welcome to see it. Sorry about the hairy shoulders ladies.

I'm gonna get withdrawl symptoms if I can't read all your blogs every day. Oh yeah that and the naked ladies on other sites. But I don't visit them often, honest. And the sport sites I visit as well.

I have to fix my friend's PC tomorrow, that should be fun. I tried tonight to put some anti-virus software on it but it stopped the thing dead. So after a lot of pissing about I tried to update the XP software only to be told its not valid, big surprise. So my friend and I will find a way around it, but don't tell anyone, OK.

I'm gonna sleep long and deep tonight. After 3hrs sleep on Sunday and last night and 12 hours on Monday, my biorhythms are truly scattered to the four corners. So tonight a little white pill will send me to the land of nod and I will sleep as long as it takes, tomorrow will be the same and Friday we're out for beers. So by the weekend my sleep patterns should be back on line. Cool as..

So I might see you tomorrow or in 2 weeks or so. Here's hoping it's tomorrow.


laters

I am the King of Lazy Fuckers

I stole this from OMFGWTF who, apparently, stole it from Laci because it sounded good and I am the King of Lazy Fuckers lately. So here goes, apparently you have yo follow these simple steps...

1. Set your MP3 player to shuffle
2. Press play
3. For every question, type the song that’s playing
4. When you get to a new question, press next.

Here goes:

Opening credits: DOA - Foo Fighters

Waking up: Crosses - Jose Gonzalez

Falling in love: What does your soul look like - DJ Shadow

Fight song: I go to your house - Audio Bullys

Breaking up: Modern Love - David Bowie

Making up: J.A.R (Jason Andrew Relva) - Green Day

Life’s okay: Giant Steps - John Coltrane

Mental breakdown: Technologic - Daft Punk

Driving: Speak Free - Incubus

Flashbacks: Evil - Interpol

Happy dance: Dont be light - Air

Regret: Right Right Now Now - Beastie Boys

Final Battle: Hey! (A little gratitude) - Bubba Sparxxx

Death scene: Going Under - Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

Final credits: Miss you less see you more - Faithless

I love the fact that I got lucky and some of the songs actually match the questions, how fuckin' random. The next song is Gimme Danger - Iggy and the Stooges... go figure.

Cool two posts in one day. Neither of them are thought out, just thrown up on the web. How very 'organic'.

Every time I use that word I smile. I once had a boss who used buzz words like that and I swear to god every time one was used in a weekly meeting I zoned out, went to my happy place where I dreamed of hitting him repeatedly in the head with a blunt object 'til he stopped twitching (there should be comma's and stuff in this sentence but for the life of me, I don't care). If there is a just and merciful god, may he deliver upon those pitiful wretches a plague of hemorrhoids the size of bowling balls. Fuckers. Ah, the vitriol returns.

Hmmm, who else do I owe a FOAD (fuck off and die) to? Civil servants in government offices who are meant to be there to help you not make your life harder. People in the UK who think they need to decorate the outside of their houses at Xmas. In the States its OK, you guys have been doing it for years. But these idiots over here. It makes me wanna ring their doorbell and invite myself in to see if the decorations on the inside match the shitty ones outside. Why do you have to inflict that crap on my eyes? What did I do to deserve that? My ex can FOAD, for making last Xmas suck so much that I just want this one to become history quickly. Anyone else? I'll think of some more.

Ahhh, I think a part of my dark little soul just breathed a sigh of relief.

Is normality returning?


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A dog's life

OK, so I've been really tired over the last few days. Yesterday evening I didn't even have the energy to think of anything to blog about.

Today wasn't much better. I did think of an idea and yes it is lame.

I know why I'm shattered, I can't sleep at the moment. Ever had one of those times in your life where you just don't wanna go to bed, cos bed gives you too much time to think, thinking is something I dont need. I just want to do things and keep busy. Let's not dwell on that crap though.

So, work with me here, I took the dog for a long walk today and I thought you might like to know what its like. So join me, a lab pup called Bo and some views of where I live.

Setting off.... with a shy dog













Getting going now.... hurry up













How do these gate things work again?













Space to run.... cooooool













Ah.... my home town













More bloody gates













No way.... a STICK













A fuckin STICK...... coooooooool













Throwitthrowitthrowitthrowitthrowitthrowit!!













StickStickStickStickStickStickStickStick!!!!!!!













Stay away from my stick, mate













Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm stick













Ah the beautiful Welsh countryside













Ah the beautiful Welsh weather













Ah a beautiful Welsh cemetery (what can I say its on the way to my parents house)













It's a nice one though, quite picturesque













The view from my near my parents, not bad eh?













So there you go, a lazy blog. Will come back with a more vitriolic set of blogs soon. Promise. For those of you who can't wait to take the piss, do your worst, I deserve it for being lazy.

Oh yeah, thanks for laughing at my answers last time, they weren't supposed to be funny though..... which is a bit worrying when you think about it?

woof bloody woof


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