15th May 2019. O2 Indigo Arena, London. Hollywood Babble-on. I have been a big fan of Kevin Smith for many, many years. Since the late 90s. Kevin Smith is a director, writer, producer, presenter and probably alot more. A great down to earth bloke and completely honest man who wouldn't say boo to a goose. But would definitely have your back as long as there would be a joint involved. So when I found out he was coming to England, on a tour. I snapped up the tickets straight away. Originally he was going on stage at the Hammersmith Apollo in London. But was changed to the Indigo theatre at the O2 Arena. Lucky for me as I somehow lost the original tickets and I was sent new ones. We arrived a couple of hours early and had to wonder around for a little while. We found something to amuse ourselves for a few minutes with a chair. Not just any chair though. The Throne from Game of Thrones. So after a f...
May 2018 6th. Having fun at work. The night shift. A bank holiday, which means double bubble premium rate. Unloading a trailer that came in. It was loaded badly as the first few cages that came off, the contents flew out of all over the floor. The load was reported to the manager on duty in my area. After constantly going up and down to pick up and items and restacking them in to the cage, my left side from the hip down caved in on itself and I collapsed, grabbing hold on to a nearby cage before going all the way down. I thought I was okay, so I continued to move the cages to their destination. As I drove round I told a colleague what just happened. As I parked up in a lane I observed the colleague I told, I believe, what I had told him to a manager. I stopped in a lane drop off point and didn't feel so good. The manager came over and asked if I was okay and I really didn't. I felt woozy and my head wasn't at all clear. The manage...
Christmas 2017 It was pretty much like any other day off from work. Myself and the wife had gone to bed after watching some telly and having some food. As usual I went to bed a little later than the missus and got up before she did. The presents were under the Christmas tree and everything was quite. Apart from whatever I was watching on the computer. I had decided to put my pork joint on early as the wife doesn't really like the smell of the meat. I didn't have a turkey, as tradition dictates. I don't mind it. It's just I don't have time and patience to spend a few hours making sure it doesn't come out dry. The wife woke up wondering what the smell was. After the wife had finished moaning about the pork she went into Christmas mode. Acting like any typical kid on Christmas morning. Getting all giddy, not sure what to do first, breakfast or prezzies. DUH! Prezzies of course. From the previous day we h...
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