I went up to Leeds on Saturday to watch my team beat Crystal Palace 2-1. It’s always a day I enjoy as I consider Leeds to be my spiritual home. If I had no responsibilities I would happily settle up there and watch my team play at home and away but alas my work keeps me in London for the foreseeable future so I can only dream. In fact me and my son enjoyed it so much that we’re going again this Tuesday to watch us beat QPR.
The home of football
The website http://www.alluc.org/ has seen me get hooked on CSI: Crime Scene Investigation during these last few weeks. I always knew I would like it and had been meaning to get the series on DVD but now I can watch it on my PC. That website is gonna ruin me.
Mickey, our resident mouse, is still on the loose. I managed to swat it with the broom a few days ago but it still managed to run to his hole but I haven’t seen him since. Maybe I damaged him and he’s died and is rotting away in my cavity wall as I write this.
I got a call from one of my brother in laws earlier. He’s off work due to a hernia op and is in his words “on the floor (pennyless)” because of it. He has a PDA similar to mine with sat nav and a digital A to Z of London. Whilst he’s been off sick the battery has discharged and he has lost all his data. Why do PDA’s do this? Anyway, he wanted to know if I can restore his data or reinstall the satnav and map. I was pleased to inform him I could.
My Dad was 67 yesterday (CORRECTION, He was 76, TYPING ERROR) and we all went up to the house to celebrate it with him. My sister baked him a cake and decorated it with an edible photo of my Dad with a few of us when we were young. That’s me sitting in his lap.
I had to change a tyre recently as it was bald. When I removed the wheel I cut all my hand open on the wires that had become exposed. I guess I’m lucky that the tyre never burst on the motorway at 70mph, then I would have been in trouble. I have to go to the garage tomorrow to part with another wad of cash. I haven’t paid the cab for three weeks so I think they must be anxious for the rent although to this day they’ve never rung me to make sure I haven’t died or something.
Tonight was Valentines Night and all the couples were out in force. The floor of the cab was full of rose petals by the end of the shift. Most couples were all loved up but one guy said something that earned him a slap round the back of the head from his other half and I couldn’t help laughing. The Brit Awards were also on tonight at Earls Court. The traffic was murder but there was plenty of work.
Some of you may know the song “It’s The Final Countdown” by the group Europe. Well my mate picked them up from the Abbey Road Studios today and took them to the Shepherd’s Bush Theatre where they were doing a gig tonight. He took a photo of two of them with his phone but it’s a multi-media photo and I can’t get it off the phone to show you so you’ll have to take my word for it.
EDIT: I managed to separate the pic
The one on the right is lead singer Joey Tempest and the other is Keyboard player Mic Michaeli.
You know, my job entails driving around, picking people up, and dropping them off. If anything blogworthy happens you get to read it but since the last post nothing out of the ordinary has happened so I’m sorry if this is a lame post. I’m gonna start taking notes again to keep a record but that’s all for now folks.