I live about a ten minute bus ride from Upton Park, home to West Ham United. Today they are prolly going to play their most important match in a year. The F.A Cup final against Liverpool. Cup final day is special, non of that glitz of the Superbowl, but a full day of hope and disappontment, depending on your viewpoint. Personally I want West Ham to win, cos it seem the right thing to do. My intentions are to watch it at my daughters and then go to Walthamstow Stadium to do first aid during tonights dog racing. This brings me to my next point. What the hell is that all about? The dogs have got to be stupid, they do the same thing week in week out, you'd think one of them would have sussed out that there is no way in hell they are gonna catch that mechanical hare. Yet they keep on trying, still they aren't as dumb as the mug punters who gamble their weeks wages on the off chance that the dog they chose may actually get passed the line first.

 

After todays fannying about I'm gonna take it easy tomorrow and then relax into my week off from work. I have switched off my work phone and there is no way in hell I'm gonna switch it on. I have lots of catching up to do, plus mywife recently aquired a copy of Stephen Kings 'Cell', it interests me so I may spend some time on that. Normally I can't read King, his work seems long and protracted, but Cell has a feel about it.

 

 

comes from http://www.weeklyradioaddress.com/ . I normally get it as a downloaded podcast, but thought I'd share.

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