Wednesday, 26th April.
Continued from 25th April...
Ever since our fruitless search for Fitney Spheres'
new video clip, every time we turn one of the music video channels that clip is
on. Not that we're complaining. So we no longer have to search for Fitney, she
comes to us.
So last night while channel surfing we saw her latest single (called by one BBC
Radio1 DJ as "Oops I released the same record again") three times. And her first
video as well. (And yep, they're fake.) And an interview with her. After
seeing the interview we decided that she's nice to look at.
Just as I was ready to hit the hay, Jules asks me if I feel like a walk down
to the offie. Now this does not mean we are going to pay a visit to a local
off-spinner. Rather the off-licence. Just wait till England discovers the
Drive-thru Bottle Shop. When we returned, tinnies were cracked (by Jules and Mox)
and we started handballing the footy around. In preparation for tonight!
Jules and Goodhand weren't home when I burst through the door at the Dawes
Road Palace this evening. Goodhand is another medical student. We were all going for a
kick. They got back at 8pm, still enough light for a good kick-to-kick.
They were off having a round of golf. Apparently it's a compulsory unit for
This was the first time either of them had kicked a footy. Goodhand couldn't
handball for quids, shame cos he had a great name for an on-baller. Somehow we
managed to avoid the puddles that littered the park. The kicking was erratic,
and I'm glad there wasn't anyone with us who was really good, because then I
wouldn't have appeared to be a football wizard!
I wore my Carlton jumper (long sleeves a la SOS) and displayed a gangly style
that makes the Carlton fullback look co-ordinated. Soon we'll get more lads together, and maybe
try to have a game. Could be the first time that I'm first pick for a footy