So some people may call me tight, but I am definitely not. I love footy, and support two teams. Number one, is my beloved Spurs, what with me coming from good Tottenham stock, have stood on the terraces since a boy so will support them till the day I die, that’s just the way it is. But since moving to the wonderful county of Suffolk sixteen years ago, I have gradually been drawn to Ipswich Town FC, to the point where Linda and I now have a season ticket. So tonight both of my teams were in action. Spurs at home to the Arsenal scum, and Ipswich away to Man United, ready for a giant killing. Both my teams lost! Both out of the League Cup. My reason for being accused of being tight? Both of my teams play in dark blue and white, so one scarf suits both!
Spent a lot of time washing and ironing the last few days. You see, we are going on holiday soon, so I thought I would freshen up our underwear at least. Was talking to a friend today, who knows that I have to do all of the ironing, and I told them a little secret. I told her that when I iron Linda’s clothes, I only iron the front. Think about it? Linda is in a wheelchair all of the time, so no one ever sees the back of her clothes, so why iron the back? Our friend was shocked, but then thought about it for a while, and then started laughing, and finally agreed that I was quite right.
Now being tortured by the recording of the live Coronation Street special. With story lines like that, is it any wonder that they sacked the producer this week? Give me strength. But Linda is happy, so I should be thankful. Good night all, xx.