The day that's been my mental 'carrot' dangling ahead of me for the last 5 or 6 weeks has finally arrived.
*As ever, this is not an advert for burglars, (you never know, there may be some of our Bermondsey 'neighbours' who've pressed the wrong keys with their thumbs and stumbled onto my notes).
Today, after what seems like an eternity of form filling, nose wiping and maybe just a little bit of actual teaching, we head away for 7 days of sunshine, tavernas, reading, swimming, beers, a few more beers and hopefully relaxing without any cares.
It's been a pretty awful few months really with my dad commencing his chemo and my mum becoming more and more difficult due to her Alzheimer's.
For the first time in my working life I've taken a couple of days off to help in their situation. I've only had 1 day off due to illness in nearly 10 years so I didn't feel too bad but there was no other way around it.
My mum went into a care home at the start of the week to give my dad some respite, coincidentally only about 10 miles away from Aldershot.
(You can see where this is heading can't you?)
It was good to meet up with Steve, Marion and Norm and also to actually think about something else other than family stuff.
Aldershot will be my only pre season friendly this year.
I'll be back in time for the start of the season, The Great British Beer Festival and also to be around for my parents when my sister and her family head off on their holiday.
As I'm a typical bloke, I've left my packing to the last possible minute.
Other than all the iPhone peripherals and Kindle that seem to be essential travel accessories nowadays, I don't really need much beyond a few pairs of shorts, havaianas flip flops, some swim shorts, a couple of loose shirts and sun block.
So, a fond farewell and I'll hope for some good reports from the home friendly on Tuesday.
Chocks Away Ginger!
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Sunday, 24 July 2011
Monday, 26 July 2010
Up, Up and Away.
*This is not an advertisement for burglers and other Bermondsey types.
I spent today pretending to pack.
As a typical bloke, I just watched a bit of TV and then chucked a few clean polo shirts, two pairs of shorts, 3 pairs of swim shorts and a pair of Brazilian Havaianas into my suitcase and then poured the contents of my washbag over the top.
Two beach towels rammed in to keep it all from moving about too much and job done.
I can never understand how some people manage to spend so long on packing.
I did spend quite a bit of time filling my iPod touch with films and podcasts to entertain me on our (Easyjet) flights so I suppose it's all about priorities.
Easyjet permitting, I'm back with a few hours to spare before our season opener against Bournemouth.
I hope I'll be returning to news of a freshly signed, or loaned, 20 goal a season striker.
I'll be the relaxed looking bloke in the East stand, smelling of Aftersun.
Over and Out.
I spent today pretending to pack.
As a typical bloke, I just watched a bit of TV and then chucked a few clean polo shirts, two pairs of shorts, 3 pairs of swim shorts and a pair of Brazilian Havaianas into my suitcase and then poured the contents of my washbag over the top.
Two beach towels rammed in to keep it all from moving about too much and job done.
I can never understand how some people manage to spend so long on packing.
I did spend quite a bit of time filling my iPod touch with films and podcasts to entertain me on our (Easyjet) flights so I suppose it's all about priorities.
Easyjet permitting, I'm back with a few hours to spare before our season opener against Bournemouth.
I hope I'll be returning to news of a freshly signed, or loaned, 20 goal a season striker.
I'll be the relaxed looking bloke in the East stand, smelling of Aftersun.
Over and Out.
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