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All my punters have left for the long weekend. Looks like I'm up up for early beers.
Can't get too sminky pinky 'coz I've got work to do updating database on Saturday and a report prog to write on Sunday. Might have Monday off if it is not raining.
No watching the world champions and Lions conquerors win the tri-nations?
No, that's boring. International rugby consists of 70 minutes of kicking the ball back and forth and 10 minutes of waiting for the ref to consult the video ref via a dodgy radio and a language barrier. Thankfully, club rugby still involves some running about with the ball.
Rugby season starts sunday. Having been promoted last year, I now return to national level (in Holland) on the wrong side of 35 having thought I could spend my days peacefully exchanging fisticuffs and jolly japes with other forwards in the lower leagues.
So, get pissed tonight then a quiet saturday involving lots of orange juice and pasta and no booze.
Rugby season starts sunday. Having been promoted last year, I now return to national level (in Holland) on the wrong side of 35 having thought I could spend my days peacefully exchanging fisticuffs and jolly japes with other forwards in the lower leagues.
So, get pissed tonight then a quiet saturday involving lots of orange juice and pasta and no booze.
No watching the world champions and Lions conquerors win the tri-nations?
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