Prompted by a spurt of comments (well, two – thanks Syl), I decided this blog thingy won’t write itself and I really should immerse myself more in the social media blogosphere. Hence diving into Twitter a bit more (maybe even getting it to work with my phone), and spreading myself around a bit. No, not like that, wife!
It seems more regular Tweets get you noticed around and about, and I appear to have surfaced on the radar of a cougar from Las Vegas. Happy days! But on the flip side, am also one of 117, 336 that another bloke is following. Don’t feel so special now. But let’s see what the next few days bring.
The most ridiculous thing is happening right now, and that is waiting for a football match to start that doesn’t kick off until 22.30. And the funny thing is, it’s either going to be a complete rout, where England win 23-0, or else some crappy 2-0 victory with 278 players being used. Per side.
Oh well, proper football starts in 6 days, and then it’ll be two games a day until I’m sick of football. Which will be ace!
So sit back and enjoy the rants about ludicrous dives and crazy red cards, but hopefully some raves about brilliant goals from CR7 (and the person who invented that little moniker should be shot in the unmentionables) and the rest of the United contingent.
Tick Tock…kick off approaches…more soon (ish)
AH, here’s the 3rd one! (kisses to the wife, btw)
The football time is something I cannot stop dreaming with:/ grrr…How on erath will I survive? Trouble is – I do have tendency to hazard, and – if I may say so – becoming football fan sounds like one to me:) Let’s see!
I hope you’re enjoying the game!
footballs over – stop swimming and post again… natch!
nothing in July, Tom?;)