Posted by sean on July 15, 2008 at 5:20 pm in Bath City, Man Flu with 3 Comments

I’m not feeling well and went home from work early. This means I won’t be going out with Claire for her work leaving party tonight, and I’ll miss Bath City’s pre-season friendly at Mangotsfield (not that I would have been going to the latter, anyway). Summer is the worst time of year to be ill – FACT.

To make matters worse, I got a letter informing me that the rent for my flat is going up by £15 a month (it could have been a LOT worse) and the streaming football tool on my PC has stopped working – hopefully it isn’t the end of Sky Sports for me.

3 Responses to I’ve had better days

  1. Anonymous

    July 16, 2008 - 6:07 am

    This blog is rubbish, you hardly post anything, do you just sit in an arm chair watching repeats of the antiques road show?

  2. Sean

    July 16, 2008 - 10:22 am

    No. I have a life and don't always have the time or feel the need to blog.

    What does it say about your life if you spend all your time reading and posting rubbish comments on blogs you don't like?

  3. Anonymous

    July 16, 2008 - 2:13 pm

    HA HA HA HA! What are going to do put a hit on me! HA HA HA!

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