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Living for the weekend [part 2]

On Saturday, me and Rach had a wicked day together…

I got up and did the whole good boyfriend thing and made her breakfast (not in bed, mostly cos I’m sure good manners is probably not to eat in bed!) and even though I had a bit of advice from those cool parents of mine, I did it all myself and even if I do say so myself, I think it was quite well done and quite tasty!

We then headed into the best town centre in the world (that is Ipswich) and had a bit of a wander around, Rach wanted to buy me some more clothes (not only because I have bad taste…but I’m sure that’s probably got something to do with it)

So after a good ol’ wander, we ended up in Republic and I got a new jacket, a new jumper type thingy and a pair of combats, which according to Rach I don’t look all too bad in (I do think she may be a bit biased though!)

We then journeyed back to mine on the bus and sat and watched a bit of telly. We mixed between watching some good music videos (Justin Timberlake’s ‘My Love’ is a good one at the mo) and watching Raw (the best show on telly) and I enjoyed explaining all that was going on to Rach and getting her excited about what is happening in the world of the wwe!

We then showed Rach what it is to have a Saturday dinner with the Verows by having the ageless Verow Saturday dinner of chips, breadcrumbed fish and some of those wonderful peas (note the sarcasm with peas) and that was very nice.

Later, in my new Che Guevera t-shirt from Primark (forgot to mention Rach got me this too) we went to a CYM team and trustees social type pudding party thingy evening at the head of the trustee’s house. It was a well good night and my commoners pudding of Viennetta went down a treat! It was definitely preferred over the posh desserts!

Then after fun, frolics and lots of laughs we went back to mine and Rach was the coolest girlfriend in the world (it’s already established that she is the prettiest) and let me watch Match of the Day…she even tried to watch it with me! But, half way through the first game, I turned around to talk to her and she had fallen asleep! She had a nap as Chelsea whooped Watford! I forgave her when she woke up near the end during the dull as dishwater game between Newcastle and Man City.

So that was my Saturday, if you didn’t enjoy reading about it, boo hoo

Living for the weekend [part 1]

This last weekend was the bomb…the best weekend that I have had in ages!

The incredibly gorgeous Rach (sorry if you don’t think so…but you’re wrong) came to stay in the greatest spare room in the world round mine.

BULLET POINT - This is the first of two or three (depending on how much I want to write) posts about this past weekend.

On Friday, eight (the cafe that I run for CYM) ended and then myself and the enigmatic Phil Brown got our glad rags on (or a shirt, jeans and shoes in English) and went and met the Ginger one (who was also down for the end of the week! had missed her loads! Go SIS! Woo!), Kev (Woo!), Paul (Woo!) and Miss Bruce (that’s Rach by the way) in the fine establishment that is The Lloyds Tavern.

After a beverage of the alcoholic persuasion, we headed to that wonderful place known as Liquid nightclub! (BULLET POINT - Liquid was Hayley’s idea, so don’t diss me for choice of club)

The walk to Liquid was enjoyable as it was absolutely peeing it down and so we got quite drenched…

Then, we arrived at Liquid only to remember that Paul had trainers on and so couldn’t get into the club…how rubbish is that?! Paul’s dancing is something to behold and I was gutted to miss out on his fine company

So, saddened with a man down, we entered into Liquid, I felt quite young and that when the bouncer guy asked me for I.D and was almost flattered by the compliment that he thought I was under 18…that was until I realised that they now I.D everyone which kind of put a damper on that!

We went up the stairs (the newly carpeted stairs since re-decoration) and paid our £5 entry (WHAT?! A FIVER?! I KNOW!) and strolled into the main part of the all newly decorated Liquid

I went to the bar (I was the only one of 5 drinking, how bad did I feel? Actually not much) and got myself a bottle of Becks and then was stunned when the bar man asked me for £3.40 for the privilege! OUTRAGEOUS! I must have said “What?” about five times before giving him the casheesh

We then stood looking “cool” just off the dancefloor and laughed as Phil Brown pointed out how rubbish the girls’ bunny outfits were…I think exact words may have been “Rabbits are meant to be covered in fur” or “Their costumes don’t fit right” and then laughed more when Kev referred to it as a poor stage production of ‘Watership Down’!

So, we then boogied the night away and had tons of fun dancing to lots of good tunes…especially the ol’ ‘Gold Digger’ and ‘Sexy Back’…we did miss Paul’s magnificent moves though!

Two highlights for me were firstly, going to the bar with Kev and watching a few of his drunken tesco staff coming up to him in quite revealing outfits and watching Kev work his charm and secondly, when a guy on the dancefloor made some eyes at Rach and I politely told him to keep on walking away, was quite a hoot!

That was a brief run down of what happened on Friday night…I could tell you every little detail but if you want that then come out with us next time!

It’s been a while!

Okay, I know, I haven’t written a post for ages, so thanks to gareth for keeping you guys updated with posts so much better than I ever could! The reason for no post is a mixture of not having access to internet as visiting people with no such means and then having nothing to post about! It’s been reading week, so I’ve been reading hard…Marie Clare is a big magazine to get through! I have visited the wonderful places of Coventry, London and my amazing home town of Ipswich! and seen all my fabulous mates…who I’ve missed!

Just to let you know what I’ve been up to…if you care…I’ve got a few things I’m going to post about…but I’ll leave that for another time!

Pro Evo’ed

I can’t believe it!

It has taken me almost a week to post about the glorious arrival of Pro Evo 6 unto my life!

God has once again poured his glorious blessing upon me!

This game is the bomb!

It has its weaknesses… such as

• Passing with x is now completely useless and so why is it even there?!
• The look of the players’ faces has gotten worse not better!
• Highbury is still Arsenal’s ground on the game
• The kits look like 2D images put onto a 3D body
• Titus Bramble stats wise is better than Steven Taylor for Newcastle (That’s almost unforgivable!)

But apart from those little things, it is brilliant!

This weekend the amazingly beautiful Rach is coming to stay and so I will try my very best to get her addicted to this game (I managed it with Pro Evo 5 so fingers crossed!)

Borat

On Monday after The Platform meeting, myself, Kev, Paul (YAY! He’s back!), Phil and both the Askews went to see Borat:Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan

First off, I want to encourage you all to see it!

I haven’t laughed as loud or as hard as that in ages! My sides actually hurt! No joke!

I could spend time going into the plot of the movie or the funniest bits but I want people to find that out themselves by seeing it…one warning…a few people have been offended by the film, although I personally think that if you are offended by it, then you have missed the point of the film.

What I wanted to say, is a few things that me and Ben Askew have talked about since seeing the movie…

and it’s something which could been seen as quite controversial…

Are there similarities between Borat and Jesus?

As we talked about it, we saw that the people that society deemed the ‘elite’ and the ‘normals’ (e.g. Posh people, politicians, feminists etc.) were the people offended by Borat and his culture but the people that embraced him for him were the supposed ’scum’ (e.g idiot college students, gang of black guys and a black old fat prostitute)

We thought that was a real comparison with Jesus, who was hated by the ‘elite’ but loved by the ’scum’

Also, a scene that was a real shining moment in the film is where he invites the prostitute to a posh dinner party at some posh people’s house in Georgia and the people instantly got offended that a prostitute was in their house…they instantly stood up and told Borat to leave and then said that they had phoned the police (WHY?!) But the bit that said a lot was that the first person to get up and leave before anyone else had spoke of leaving was the pastor of the church in the area!

Then, Borat takes the prostitute (her name is Luenell) and goes dancing with her and has a fun evening with her, then drops her home and doesn’t “do” anything with her…but the big moment is when they say goodnight she is the first and last person in America in the whole film who manages to say his name right. I personally saw this as a big statement.

The final thing I wanted to say was a really poignant moment was where Borat had lost his money, his passport, his friend, his bear, his ice cream van had run out of petrol and he was down and out. Borat slept on a doorstep and in the morning we the audience learn that he is outside a church and the poignant bit was where all these Christians walked round him and over him to get into church. Me and Ben were talking about the similarities between this and the parable of the good Samaritan story that Jesus tells in Luke chapter 10.

You may disagree with me and think that I’m hell bound for even daring to say Borat and Jesus in the same sentence but that is why there is a comments bit…its for you to judge me!

Oops!…You’ve divorced again

The big news of today…

Britney Spears and Kevin Federline have announced that they are getting divorced!

If they can’t make it…who can?!

Maybe she has divorced him because John Cena F-U’ed him on Raw a few weeks ago?!

Coincidence? Maybe?!

For full story click here 

Fireworks

On Saturday, myself and the Hollywood Hartwell (haven’t called Kev that in ages) went to the best park in the world that is Christchurch Park to see the fireworks.

Me and Kev first excelled at getting ourselves from The Cricketers (where we had a nice drink with young Philip Brown) to the bit of the park where they had the fireworks with no real hassle, even though there were hundreds or maybe even thousands in between, we used to old find a gap and go and did some good Michael Schumacher style overtaking!

So, we then found a good watching space and waited in anticipation for the fireworks

We had heard that they were going to be Bond themed but were surprised when a helicopter flew over and a voice over the tannoy said “Moneypenny has been kidnapped, Bond needs to save her” (or something very much like that) and instantly me and Kev feared for the worst that it was gonna suck!

But they instantly saved it…the helicopter landed…”Bond” jumped out and then we thought that was it…NO! There was a massive explosion and then a car got shot up into the air! Very very shocking!

Then on with the fireworks…they were brilliant! In recent years, the fireworks have been good but always a bit of a let down. But this year, they really did excel themselves!

They went through most of the good Bond themes and the fireworks were the mutts!

The bit with the theme from ‘On Her Majesty’s Secret Service’ was my personal highlight of the night!

I hope by reading about how great the fireworks were, you all feel very guilty that you weren’t there to have fun with me and Kev.

What goes around…

So, it may well be true after all…what goes around, comes around!

Saddam Hussein has been sentenced to death for committing crimes against humanity

I’m not sure where I stand on the whole killing people for killing people thing but I think this is an extraordinary case and I might be a bad person for saying it…but good riddance…

You do some of the things that that “man” (the word man implies some kind of goodness, I’m very tempted to say thing but that maybe is too far) did, and in my opinion, you deserve to get done for it…

But what do you think…don’t worry, I won’t be offended if you disagree with me!

For full story click here, for Phil Brown’s view click here

Super Heroes!

I have deecided that the best thing to dress up as is a super hero! I reverted back to a child last Monday when Steph, Gem and Myself transformed into Super Steph, Queen of Bling and Hayze!

Queen of Bling                    Hayze                         Super Steph
She can blind you with her   She can turn anything  Super Steph’s powers
bling! Honest she’s a super  ginger and she has the  are to freeze people
hero! thats not a certain      abilty to blind people     when she takes their
round her!                          with a ginger hayze!      photo! she’s the one to
be scared of!

Super girls out to save the world! First Chester…watch out here we come!

Mass Destruction

Whether long range weapon or suicide bomber
Wicked mind is a weapon of mass destruction

Whether you’re soar away sun or BBC 1
Misinformation is a weapon of mass destruction

You could a Caucasian or a poor Asian
Racism is a weapon of mass destruction

Whether inflation or globalization
Fear is a weapon of mass destruction
Whether Halliburton or Enron or anyone
Greed is a weapon of mass destruction

We need to find courage, overcome
Inaction is a weapon of mass destruction

These are the words to a great song by Faithless that has been in my head and the words to the chorus are so good that I thought it would be cool to put them up