Saturday, 14 February 2015

Fire














          I like setting fire to newspapers up the allotment, and anything else I can get a hold of. There's nothing like fire. It's great!!
          I seem to be selling about two books a month these days. About 50p to me.
          My week starts falling apart as soon as I meet anyone. I met Gilliebabes on Thursday, but she was most moderate with her drinking. The same cannot be said of Brian Wilson. We went out for a quiet drink in the afternoon on Friday. I wanted to sit in a bar with the horses on the telly so we could watch the horses and get pissed. But the races meetings that day were maybe too wee for the telly. Anyway, I had ten pounds on a four to one shot in the first race. Or two bets of five pounds each. This is because I accidentally threw away my first betting slip, but they paid out on it anyway. After a start like that .. it was bound to end in debacle.

4 comments:

  1. I say!

    After the Tims beat the Windies, you'll be hoping there's fire in the belly of the Jocks at the cricket tonight.

    MM III

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  2. I say!

    I see that you Jocks are at 6/1 against to defeat the currently hapless Englanders in tonight's World Cup. Surely worth a punt? I shall, of course, be throwing my hat into the ring for the position of next England manager, if the Jocks win.

    MM III

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  3. Mingin'! The little Englanders seem to be pretty kaput at the moment!

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  4. They paid out anyway? You're still living the charmed life. Albert.

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