Buckley
Well-Known Member
Friday - Took a client to lunch in afternoon and then worked from home rest of day. Couple of quiet drinks with the current.
Sat - 6.00am start to find half the workforce who should be in hadn't shown. Much anger and rage from yours truly and messages left right and centre: "You have until 8am to retrieve this message and get in here or you are unemployed!"
Sat afternoon - 4-1 win against the only team in the league who can catch us. Looking like a league and cup double is very much on the cards!
Sat night - Two leaving parties (one at Medicine Bar Old Street, one at The Highgate) followed by City Loud at Turnmills. Turnmills was rammed - no idea what Morales et al were like because once I got comfy in the VIP bit I really couldn't be arsed fighting throught the crowds downstairs. Didn't really have my club head on anyway, so left at 4ish having stuck to just drinking.
Sun - mate rings and asks me to play in a casual kickabout at the astroturf pitch up the road. I agree but regret doing so when his 'over-enthusiatic' pal manages to injure me fairly badly. X-ray later on today expected to confirm break to one or more metatarsals. So the rest of league and the cup final may have to be won with out me. Gutted!
So... it would have been far better if I taken loads of chemicals and stayed out all day Sunday. There's a moral for you.
Sat - 6.00am start to find half the workforce who should be in hadn't shown. Much anger and rage from yours truly and messages left right and centre: "You have until 8am to retrieve this message and get in here or you are unemployed!"

Sat afternoon - 4-1 win against the only team in the league who can catch us. Looking like a league and cup double is very much on the cards!
Sat night - Two leaving parties (one at Medicine Bar Old Street, one at The Highgate) followed by City Loud at Turnmills. Turnmills was rammed - no idea what Morales et al were like because once I got comfy in the VIP bit I really couldn't be arsed fighting throught the crowds downstairs. Didn't really have my club head on anyway, so left at 4ish having stuck to just drinking.
Sun - mate rings and asks me to play in a casual kickabout at the astroturf pitch up the road. I agree but regret doing so when his 'over-enthusiatic' pal manages to injure me fairly badly. X-ray later on today expected to confirm break to one or more metatarsals. So the rest of league and the cup final may have to be won with out me. Gutted!

So... it would have been far better if I taken loads of chemicals and stayed out all day Sunday. There's a moral for you.