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Only a few weeks since I finished work and already I feel a good deal happier. Just said goodbye to my Mum, then my Dad. Tomorrow I say goodbye to Britain for a couple of years and Worcester, the nearest … Continue reading

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That was a really good weekend, then. And a long one. I’m not entirely physically wrecked too, which meant I was able to get back to Worcester without any physical pain. A long sleep is in order now, though. I … Continue reading

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So, I got down to London yesterday on the unbelievably expensive train, sitting next to a very attractive Indian girl, listening to all the old 7″ singles I ripped to MP3. That didn’t take long, so I had free time … Continue reading

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Still in Worcester, but heading down to London to see Denzil and The Reynolds tomorrow. Should be a laugh. It’s good to spend time with family, but Worcester really is shit beyond all reasonable expectation. The bus costs £2.50 to … Continue reading

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After my dad had left to take my Nan down to Kent again I got a lift with my step-mum to the train station in Hereford to get down to Cardiff and see Gwen. There was a bit of a … Continue reading

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I’ve just spent a couple of days at my Dad’s house in the wilds of Herefordshire with my Nana and stepmother here too. It’s been very relaxing and all that – watching DVDs, sitting in the garden looking at the … Continue reading

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Scumhampton remembered.

I’ve already got the feeling that blogging this next couple of months is going to be a constant game of catch-up, so I’d better get the weekend down at least. For the first time in history my journey from Brighton … Continue reading

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Last few days in Brighton

When I was done with work we had a last house night out at some club called ‘Union’ on the beach. It was alright, nothing too amazing but apparently a whole league above the clubs in Slovakia. The design was … Continue reading

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The last ever entry about Lloyds TSB

Ten things I will not miss; 1. Having 25 minutes and 12 seconds break a day. 2. Being reprimanded for going over this time yet getting no compensation for having to stay behind for 15 minutes. 3. Getting stuck with … Continue reading

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My last week in work was the best week since the first one, in terms of entertainment at least, and I didn’t even have to change anyone’s name to “smug twat” and send them a new card to make it … Continue reading

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