as that's they day I am f**king off to Los Angeles.
Hmmm. Tricky. I've got my first cricket nets from 11 until 1. Now I'll have to go and watch the game afterwards at the club and sink several pints.
Valentine's isn't looking too clever imo.
as that's they day I am f**king off to Los Angeles.
What's Capriccio, btw?
While waiting for the Australians to bowl him out, I suppose.
Please note I do not mean that in any disparaging way, a fight I am not seeking. Simply put are you not a bit old for Valentine’s day and all shenanigans associated with it.
Let’s be clear, it’s utter *******s.
p.s. Leicester game. Bad form. But for the grace of God I would have been attending and now truly f**ked.
However, the current wife insists on it. I'm trying to lower her expectations year by year, but it's still early days.
average better than 45.
Opera, though. red. For pity's sake! She might as well cut your nuts off.
My father always taught me, a man who doesn't know his arias from his Elgars can never be a real man.
I was eleven years old when he took me to Glyndebourne for the first time. To the old house.