On my oldest lads stag do in Prague. Played indoor five a side yesterday. Heard a pop and thought someone had smashed into my calf, fell on floor but nobody was near me. Not sure what I’ve done here but I’ve wrapped it bandage and been taking strong ibuprofen. Flight home in a few hours...
Went for a run earlier, felt a sharp pin prick on my arm, quickly brushed it off but didn’t see what it was. Assume a horsefly or wasp. Forearm has swelled right up and really itchy. Fantastic.
Bloke opposite my dad’s never cut his grass, called him Weedy.
Fella with a big moustache, up the road was known as Billy Bevan, and there was Jim the Jug over the back, who’d once played the jug in a band.
Just back from eleven days in Majorca. Five mile runs along the beach at Cala Millor and Sa Coma on nine of the mornings. At least an hour racketball with my lad every day. Gym every other day. Hired bikes on three days and done loads of walking and swimming.
Ate small amounts of food...
Seen them twice. First time at Wembley, with Eddie Vedder supporting. Not great. Then a couple of years ago at Sandringham with Ashcroft. They had orchestra with them and were brilliant.
All inclusive beer on tap in Sa Coma. Estrella. Not the awful watered down rubbish we get served up at home, but nice ice cold 5.4%. Three days left. Bit annoyed some German fella beat me in the air rifle shooting this morning. I think him and his missus were experts and I was drawing with...
Missed first goal. On holiday in Majorca. Missus and lad scoffing dinner. I just left them and found a pub with game on. They on way in a bit. I think.