Posted by sean on June 4, 2006 at 9:17 pm in Life In Bath, Movies with No Comments


Well last night didn’t go to plan. DanintheMix travelled down from London for Mr. Goater’s birthday (if you don’t know who these people are, bear with me, imagine they are your own mates). I thought I was planning on meeting them in town, however due to extreme fatigue on their part that idea fell though.

I was left at home to endure the delicious smells of the neighbour’s barbecue and watch Fever Pitch on DVD (which is not actually a bad film).

Still, not to mind, Dan is coming down again in a few weeks for The World Cup, assuming In-ger-land are still in it then.

Oh, and Mr. Hobart, if for whatever reason you don’t turn up in June be prepared… you’ve seen Sexy Beast right? If I hear you’re not coming I will take on the role of Ben Kingsley’s character Don Logan. This will involve me developing a sudden fit of rage, jumping on the next train to London, breaking into your flat at 5am, bursting into your bedroom, pulling you out of bed crying out many profanities. Kapish?


Friday, Bath Spa, you’ll be there

Only joking mate, if you don’t come I’m sure you’ll have an excellent excuse… You had better *waves fist*.

I’m not mental, honest.

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