Morning campers.
Sun is presently try to poke through the East Yorkshire coastal skyline.
Had my 3 weetabix and nearly ready for my daily 5 mile jaunt down the old discarded railway track.
Ashes and Newmarket July meeting viwing upon return then head down the pub to listen to the afternoon karaokeista giving it a blast.
Entertainment value if nothing else and there is a attractive barmaid working today who I have deemed a new project.
Crackabilhity?
I'd presently give myself as an even money shot.
Unemployment 2013.
It's not easy you know.
*Note to oneself.
If cutting through cornfield with Elgar's Adagio blasting out full volume try to be aware of knobheads with rifles doing some blasting of their own in the near vicinty.
If not, the next time Adagio will be getting played, I'll be horizontal, 3 blokes either side of me, and I'll be in a pine fooking box!
I'll never get that young barmaid shagged then!
