New Job, Shite Knees, Number 19 and the Summer

As every occasional blogger does I wont disappoint by saying, ‘I’ve not updated this in a while, so here goes nothing’.  And indeed, I’m no writer for the Guardian or even the Merseymart so my apologies one again for my lack of grammar and unappropriate use of a comma.

So I’ve started a new job.  Only a minutes drive away from  my house which is an absolute pleasure.  Not since my JJB days have I had such a short journey to work.  You  might be thinking why  I’m arsed.  It just essentially means more kip for me.  If I’m in for 9 then I only need to get up at 08.25.  I like a lot.  Just on a side note, I’m a bit gutted to hear that JJB in Hunts cross is closing down in a few weeks.  All the legends who worked there I’m sure will be a little bit gutted.  Many a happy time with the Chief Executive, Sean the Goat, Ste The Goon, The Gaffer and The Power, not forgetting Wilko. 

This new job is with a bank again, it seems ok, just training at the moment so all is well. Sure when I get on the phones again I’ll be reaching for the noose.  Don’t know how long I’ll actually stick this one out.  With me having the visa for Canada, and this job paying less than a hand job off pagan maybe its right that I should go.  My theory to going out is simply that I’d rather do a shite job out there and experience new beers, bars and banter.  Or I could just stay, move out, get my own pad and think about getting that ‘career’ that I’ve thought about getting for the past decade. Both obviously have their good and bad points out, but with Canada, if I’m truly looking at going I want to go around November and do my usual trick of getting back for Leeds.

Shh, not long till Leeds.

My knees are facked, last Saturday was the first time when ive thought that my sport playing days are numbered, that is coming from the lad now though who is sat in a full football strip, including new boots (nice pair of Preds) organising a game for 5 a side for Saturday morning.  I might just give the Doc a ring, not seen Del in a while, see what he can do for me.

I didn’t stop believing.  Only when they scored to equalise against Blackburn I realised its gone.  All my life Liverpool have been the most successful club in English football in regards to league titles.  I remember driving home second to last league game of the season and Blackburn go one ahead.  I immediately rang my bitterest mate, Pagan to declare the race is still on and this was the wobble I’d been waiting for since we spanked them at Anfield and made them out to be the mugs they really are.  I was absolutely gutted when fat Wayne lashed the penalty in.  I don’t really think they have made the most of getting #19.  a pitiful showing on their end of season parade, I’m sure we’ve had more people show out for an un successful FA cup home coming.  Maybe they’ll have more celebrations next year, maybe.  I hope not.

Managed to get to a few more games, Fulham and Villa away, can’t remember much of either.

Looking forward to the summer, well it’s here, but I never really do much bar getting on the ale.  Might try and spank the overtime in work and get the G’s in so I can get rowdy when I do eventually hit the tiled dance floors of Liverpool city centre.  Going to Wales a week tomorrow, just to sit off in the cousins caravan for a weekend.  A lot of drinking and shooting on the agenda.  Be arsed with the fishing trips, although they do usually involve the aforementioned two. 

Belfast. The stag do will hopefully will be another city I’ll never remember. I’ll report back after that.