Last night was a night down 'The Flying Scud', pub quiz it was. We came third, which was a very nice thing to do actually. With the five pound win I bought some pints at the bar. I had one pint of this crazy cider stuff they had in a box at the back of the bar, it was very good, but very strange. It is for this reason that I only had one pint of it, because it was indeed stranger than it was good. It was also 7.5% proof, the blighter.
I managed to succeed in staying up till 3.30am, on a school night as well... silly boy. I had a little bit of a nagger this morning, a nagger of an ache in the old cracker barrel that is. I really did think the breakfast this morning helped me beat the nagger with some degree of professionalism. That's right: two bacon, two sausage, two toast, two hash brown and two eggs of the fried variety sorted me out a goodun. I always have to put the eggs on top of the bread. One bread, one fried eggy upon it. If I do not do this I believe something terrible will happen.
Whilst sitting at my desk at circa 10am I noticed that I had done something rather peculiar. You see, I had taken my shoes off as I was finding the office rather humid and I was just tapping away on the carpeted area with me feet. Then, I had to get up to do something, it might have been a poo or a wee, or it may even have been to go and gas with my colleagues. What I saw when I went to slip my shoes on was a discrepancy between the pairing. What I had done was wear a different shoe on each foot. Please see the following pictorial for evidence of my silly mistake:
I went home for luncheon and corrected my shoe problem. It is the shoe with the ridges that I chose to pair together for the afternoon session of spruce. It is what I wear now I tell you with gusto and a glint in mine eye. Now, for my luncheon I cooked up a right treat, couple of turkey burgers and some chips. Mmm turkey scrum and chippy tum, I gobbled it up like a champion I surely did.
I have also taken the liberty of taking some pictures of my three quarter length pipers. They became damaged not so long ago, in the seat. This is the first and only close up of the offending rip that I chose to capture on my flash box:
As you can see the seat has become very worn indeed. I achieved this "look" by wearing the three quarter length pipers whilst peddling on a stationary bike. The seats of the bike and the pipers managed to get some sort of friction tear worked up between them and the result is what you have already witnessed in the about pictor. It is such a shame because they really were quite alright. Now I can only wear them when I am alone in the house or people will see my bum.
Here are further pictors that I have taken, at first with the three quarter length pipers and at second of me today. I thank you for your time and patience.
