1. Monday. Meeting up with old comrade prylie :- the wolfie smith of the beer movement.
2. Tuesday Smarktex launch Party.
3. Wednesday. Being Fired by Comrade Roland Rat as Marketing Director for RFTC for promising the earth om Monday morning and delivering nothing more by Tuesday lunchtime than a hill of beans, which he then proceeded to eat. RTFC having great start to season. Well done to all, even Comrade Roland, and especially manage Colin Millard who if I may accidentally offended. in any way, I apologise. The same to applies to Roland. GO RTFC.
4. Thursday sleeping all day with some new 24 hour version of Cuckoos Flu. See the headlines tomorrow . Cookies Nest to fly over nation.
5. Friday. Woke about 5pm and flu had flown out window. Probably tidying up a bit for Mrs. G. pending arrival.
6. Saturday. Staying awake for 24 hours. Mrs G. coming to visit for the day birthday. One she will never forget.
7. Sunday. Another 24 hour day. Popping out for me dinner. As in one door I arrive, out the same door as Mark " he will never as good as his father Barry" Davies, one of the dogs at BF. always impeccably dressed but looking a bit scruffy on this occasion. It was only when i went to the empty end to eat my meal and lime and soda and heard the words "Andrew Black" that the penny dropped. It was indeed "Young Mark"
That of course is a short synopsis of the week.
Low light of week: one of my 24 hour day involved 6 hours at cand A nd E.
Waiting for doctor number two in my cubicle overhear following conversation. Cut to gist young girl probably 12 or younger in dress. covered In blood. How did this happen man called Sam apparently. Wold not like to guess his age?. How much had Sam to drink? I had quite a lot of whiskey. Picture the scenario. Sam had two bottles. Obviously sam. had inflicted Thia damage on thiss young girl, not to mention the two year of the week that he kicked and punched across the floor.
Man of the Week.
I was walking in the general direction of C and W about 3am as you do, and decided it might a good time of the week to check me leg. Nice bloke. Got to hossy. i say call it a fiver. Thank you gov. Take wallet of pocket that I bought just in case. no cs in it that was im other trousers. Do you take cas cards or credit cards.
No mate. Don't worry about it. Drives off. Diamond geezer.
Best woman of the week.
Nurses at 6.30am in morning being so nursing to this little child.
Poor girl of the week. 12 year old baby.
Poor baby of the week of the week. The little two year old being used as football.
Firm of the week.
1. London Taxi Divers.
2. London Bus Driver. Got on bus at one point offered tenner. Smallest note I had. No change mate. Get on bus sit down there.
3. Staff at C and W hospital .
All normal people working hard getting little recognition, but generally doing it even to er a few quid or make a general contribution to the general society.
Lets hear for mr and Mr normal work.
Saddest moment of week. No guesses on that one. Any journalists national who want more details and I my best to reply asap.
Funniest moment of week probably the doctor in the observation ward going for her reflex hammer. I was doing ok Suddenly i go ouch . what is wrong. that was quite hard and you meant to hit muscle not ankle. Go home. We refer to your local GP and tell him you are nuts. OK.
Apologies if spellimg and such are not up to usual high spelling, but I have been awake since sta am. Live fast. Die middle-aged is my motto.
Finally. Check ou the other blog. the way out. we gotta nuff immigrants in this country already. :-)
A quiet week, then, J2O; resting up on the banks of Old Father Thames who, like our hero, just keeps rolling along.
I took a day or two to recover from the Smarkets launch, lots of good follow up contacts though, must respond.
Also good progress with our partners at Matchbet.
Hope to see you out this way before long? May make it to London later this week if you are open for lunchtime visitors any day....
Posted by: Gordon | 08/17/2009 at 08:04 AM
Hi John,
I just had a call from a black cab in London and he thinks he has your mobile.
I tried calling your number and it seems likely it is yours because it is disconnected now.
You can contact him on the number I sent to your email or me on 07010708824.
All the best mate and see you soon.
Man of Mystery
Posted by: www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671278931 | 08/17/2009 at 10:45 AM
John, That reads a bit like Mickey Spillane or Sam Spade, waking up after being doped by a Mickey Finn or bonked on the bonce by a blackjack.
You still in your nymphomania mode? You did call it that, didn'tcha? Or was is monomanian or sumfink simla? Know what I mean John? Gotta new motor John? Gotta a Toshiba Tosh?
Oh my gawd, I've caught your nymphomonomaniac! I'm orf!
Posted by: Philip H | 08/17/2009 at 12:42 PM