Posted by sean on July 29, 2008 at 10:25 pm in Fun At Home with 1 Comment

The weather finally seems to have cooled down to a habitable temperature, which pleases me immensely. Not only can I go about my daily life without burning in the intense heat, but I can go to sleep, safe in the knowledge that I won’t be fed upon…

Sunday night. I’m lying in bed. Hot. Very hot. Then I hear a high pitched buzzing. A mosquito. I wasn’t willing to ignore it and go to sleep. If I did, I may as well garnish my body with relish and write ‘Bon appetite’ on my face. Besides which, I didn’t really want to risk catching malaria – a disease increasingly common amongst African football players. I had to get up and deal with it.

I turned the light on, but couldn’t find the little bugger anywhere. Then, from behind the door, the carnivorous insect flew straight towards me. Armed with a can of fly killer, I sprayed it. It was no more. I went back to bed. Moments later, as if from a horror film, it came back – this time, within touching distance of my face. I trapped it in the corner and unleashed half a can of Raid Insect Killer onto it. It lay dying on my bedside table buzzing around. That’s when it got crushed.

Asta la vista, baby! MwaHaHaHa!

Posted by sean on July 28, 2008 at 7:30 am in Have I Got News For You with No Comments

Posted by sean on July 27, 2008 at 10:15 pm in Bath City, Weather with No Comments

Summer finally arrived this weekend, and instead of giving us some nice warm days and cool evenings; the weatherman decided to incinerate the whole country, causing blood to boil and skin to fall off well cooked flesh and bones. OK, that may have been a slight exaggeration, but it has been very, very hot.

Things weren’t helped either by some local kids, who, for some bizarre reason, feel the need to get up at 7am and play outside in their garden. When I say ‘play’, I mean ‘pretended to murder each other’. I have to sleep with my bedroom window open because of the heat, but am then awakened to screaming, crying children.

This blog may make it sound like I had a bad weekend. I didn’t. Friday night I went with Claire and family to Melksham to watch Bath City – a really nice, summers evening. Saturday night was spent by the river at The Dolphin. This afternoon I went to some countryside pub in the heart of Wiltshire. It was extremely hot, although a pint of Thatcher’s did cool me down a lot – surprising that :o)

Posted by sean on July 26, 2008 at 7:04 pm in Leeds United with No Comments

Buy your limited edition Ken Bates garden gnome* now!

(at least it looks like Ken)

* the original link has now been removed, although the page is available on

Posted by sean on July 23, 2008 at 8:48 pm in Bath City with No Comments

My return to Twerton Park last night was everything I had hoped for. I got my new shirt (which is superb), became reacquainted with friends from last season, drank City Ale (Bath Gem* to those not in the know) and watched a great bit of pre-season footy with my girlfriend.

The new signings impressed me; especially Stuart Douglas – not to be confused with Edgar Davids, however good he may be! After meeting ‘Dougy’ in the clubhouse at fulltime, I found he’s not only a great footballer, but a top bloke too!

* the original link has now been removed, although the page is available on

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