The Story So Far...
Last Wednesday I went to watch The Green XV play rugby against Solihull Police and the boys did okay, they only lost 17-10. (Which is bloody good considering their last game they got hammered 105-2 or something...) They were that short of bodies that I ended up pretending to be linesman, along with one of the governors, Sarah, who actually plays rugby herself. At the end of the match she said she wanted a flag next time, I said I'd just like a clue of the rules, please... There were some very good legs running around that pitch, it was a pleasant way to spend an afternoon, especially as I didn't get as tired as expected, which means I'm fitter than I thought, which is cool.
Saturday samphirette and Darron turned up after visiting Memorabilia and we (eventually) went into Brum to meet up with wg & Dan, robashby & Karen, Tony and Adam and his friends Paul & Ian (who was quite cute but very quiet). The food was good, the beer passable and it was great to meet up again/at last with assorted cool peoples. Also lovely was the birthday prezzie and wine that arrived with Sam & Darron. Sunday I spent far too much money on dvds and books, until it occurred to me that maybe I should be saving my money and putting this stuff I wanted onto my wish-list at least until christmas is out of the way...
Mr Married is fun, he tracks me down wherever I'm working and rings me to see how I am, what shift I'm on, and when can we sneak off to a quiet corner for a snog. And I, of course, play a little bit hard to get, but not too hard to get, mainly 'cause I want to to get got. At some point I have to persuade him to skive off and come round here so I can shag him senseless, and he can return the favour. He also rang me at home tonight, and bloody hell, I'm enjoying the attention. There's a big works piss-up in a couple of weeks, but he's on nights that week, so he won't be there. I'm after a pair of knee length leather boots to wear to the do and I've promised to model them for him at some point. Also, his wing's do is this Saturday night, as is mine, so apparently I'm going to be getting a mobile number to let him know if I get bored and want to meet up. Again, I love the attention...
Anyway, it's far too late and I'm at work in the morning. Gnite folks...
Saturday samphirette and Darron turned up after visiting Memorabilia and we (eventually) went into Brum to meet up with wg & Dan, robashby & Karen, Tony and Adam and his friends Paul & Ian (who was quite cute but very quiet). The food was good, the beer passable and it was great to meet up again/at last with assorted cool peoples. Also lovely was the birthday prezzie and wine that arrived with Sam & Darron. Sunday I spent far too much money on dvds and books, until it occurred to me that maybe I should be saving my money and putting this stuff I wanted onto my wish-list at least until christmas is out of the way...
Mr Married is fun, he tracks me down wherever I'm working and rings me to see how I am, what shift I'm on, and when can we sneak off to a quiet corner for a snog. And I, of course, play a little bit hard to get, but not too hard to get, mainly 'cause I want to to get got. At some point I have to persuade him to skive off and come round here so I can shag him senseless, and he can return the favour. He also rang me at home tonight, and bloody hell, I'm enjoying the attention. There's a big works piss-up in a couple of weeks, but he's on nights that week, so he won't be there. I'm after a pair of knee length leather boots to wear to the do and I've promised to model them for him at some point. Also, his wing's do is this Saturday night, as is mine, so apparently I'm going to be getting a mobile number to let him know if I get bored and want to meet up. Again, I love the attention...
Anyway, it's far too late and I'm at work in the morning. Gnite folks...