to Saima who’s a big girl at 6…

and to Mr Howard, who just acts like he’s 6!

Hope you both have great days

xxxxx

Thanks to Lou for agreat night – have now come to the conclusion that everyone in Stockport is linked through either the buses, a pub or CFS!

During the week I realised the GnR gig was tonight and I was working til 8, so I rang the box office to check what time the band would be on stage and was assured that ‘officially half 8, but they are notourious for being late’…..late I can accept, but 2 hours shows how arrogant the band now is.

Still any moans were quashed as soon as the band came on stage and played a solid 2 hour set, which had me bouncing around as much as possible

Left the arena just before 1 with sore feet and very tired, still not decided if it was worth a 2 hour wait though…..

14-year-old Alex Rider (Alex Pettyfer) is no ordinary child, he’s a lethal weapon. Turns out he’s a bit like a teenage James Bond, but a whole lot younger and blonder than Daniel Craig.

However, the stunts, most of which are real (not CGI) combined with amusing cameo performances from Robbie Coltrane, Alicia Silverstone, Jimmy Carr and Stephen Fry will bring a smile to the faces of many regardless of age but this is unlikely to be the start of another long-running movie franchise.

Easy enough to watch, not too much of a shame if you miss it though….

This has been on Chris’s phone for months now and it still makes everyone in the pub giggle….not one to watch if easily offended and not for kiddies…..

Apologies….

Did everyone hear about Sophie Ellis Baxtor getting headbutted to death in a flat in France?

Yes it was ‘murder on Zidane’s floor’….

Ian sent it to me…tis his fault….

A bit out of season i know, but click here to listen anyway!

What I did on my summer holiday
By Theo Walcott Esq aged 8 1/2

I went to a place called Germany with my Uncle Sven and some other grown up’s. It is a country in Europe where a bad man called Adolf used to live with his nazties, he does not live there anymore, Uncle Owen does live there, and the grown up’s say I cant talk about the bad man as it will make Uncle Owen cry if I do. In Germany there are lots of castles and some
mountains. We are staying in a place called Baden Baden that’s a silly name, Uncle Frank has the same name as his dad, that’s silly too, his mum must get their underpants mixed up all the time.

On the aeroplane Uncle Sol sat next to me, he got me some toffee and wants to be my friend, he works at the place where I do my YTS, so does Uncle Freddy but him and Uncle Sol are not best friends anymore.

Uncle Owen met us at the airport, he talks foreign, Uncle Wayne, Uncle Steven and Uncle David also talk funny, my mum says Uncle David talks like Orville, he is a duck, Uncle Sol say’s uncle David wears dresses and knickers, and asked me if I had ever worn them. Uncle Sol got me some pop.

In Germany the grown ups are going to play football, my grandad says we beat them in the olden days before my mum was born. That is a long time ago.

While the grown up’s went to play football so I went shopping with Auntie Vicky and some other girls she bought me a big ice cream and got herself a little one but she said she was full before she had eaten any and threw it away. She bought lots of shoes and handbags and let me play
with Brooklyn. She say’s she used to be in a pop band and sang me one of her songs, I think she was telling fibs.

I told Uncle Sol about my day out with Vicky and he sulked, then he bought me an even bigger ice cream with lots of hundred’s & thousands on it.

All the other grown up’s have a girlfriend except Uncle Sol so he plays with me while they go out. Uncle Sven says I must keep Uncle Sol happy, that’s why I got taken on holiday.

The grown up’s went to play Football against somebody called Sweden, Uncle Sol was crying as Uncle Freddy played for them and would not talk to him. Uncle Sol bought me lots of toffee today and some crisps. Uncle Sven is from Sweden and I heard him on the phone to their boss last night.

Uncle Michael hurt his knee and had to go home to his mum for a plaster. Uncle Peter is a giant, a proper giant like you see in books, he is rubbish at football though.

Uncle Wayne had a sore toe at the start of out holiday but it got better so they let him play football. Uncle Sol got me a present but I do not like it. He says all Germans wear leather underpants and I should while we are here, they are too tight for me.

All the grown up’s started to call Uncle Wayne a potato head who stood on somebodys spuds. He got shouted at by the referee. They are all saying that we have to go home now. Uncle Sol was crying again and I had to sit on his knee to make him stop. He had his mobile phone in his pocket, I think.