Not just the reworking of a key phrase but also appears to relate to releasing players. Seems Cliff was related to Nostradamus.
Used to think that life was sweet Used to think we were so complete I can't believe you'd throw it away
Used to feel we had it made Used to feel we could sail away Can you imagine how I feel today Well, it seems a long time ago You were the lonely one Now it comes to letting go You are the only one Do you know what you've done
It's not funny How we don't score anymore It's not funny Why we don't score anymore But I ain't losing sleep And I ain't counting sheep It's not funny How we don't score anymore
Oooooooh, we don't score
Well, it really doesn't matter to me I guess you're leaving was meant to be It's down to you now You wanna be free Well I hope you know which way to go You're on your own again Don't come crying to me When you're the lonely one Remember what you've done
It's not funny How we don't score anymore It's not funny Why we don't score anymore But I ain't losing sleep And I ain't counting sheep (sheeeeep) No, no, no It's not funny how we don't score anymore
Oooooooh, we don't score Whoooooo, we don't score But I ain't no, losing sleep No, I ain't counting sheep (sheeeeep) No, no, no It's not funny how we don't score
Youngest offspring drove us from Brentwood to Ipswich, took my father for his second jab at the Suffolk Show Ground aka Trinity Park, 1st ever been there, then caught up with a lifelong friend who'd recently successfully fought off cancer and covid.
It's been a good day, if only there was some exciting news about ITFC to top it off...
As it happens I think 1st WhatsApp message received just after we passed Chelmsford...
Currently ensuring "sin senos si hay paraiso" (without breasts there is paradise), which has just got to a level of weirdness unparalleled in these programmes.
Some geezer, let's call him Alby, got his girlfriends mum pregnant 20 years ago, so girlfriend left him for a fella 3 times her age, said fella was a drug baron, who was making the most of his opportunities in life, so bedded her friend. She has herself assassinated, but didn't die. Her friend grasses the drug baron up to DEA after telling him she's preggers with his kid.
20 years later... the results of the pregnancies are now 18... Hmm.
But the kicker... There are now 2 fellas about to have relations with their step daughters
All very bizarre, were almost halfway thru the 260 off episodes and it's doing my head in.
However, as usual with this sort of thing hot wi.... (Damn it, no longer allowed to objectify)
I have driven regularly on London's roads for 2 decades, and had the pleasure of driving them in lockdown 1, it's got busier since then but today Elephant and Castle, Brixton and Kennington appear to be back to pre-March 2020 levels of insanity.
Actually probably worse due to the closure of some of the rat runs for the LTZs.I
Seen more people risk bus lane fines today than in the last year put together.
After a year of comfortable unemployment I now have 2 offers of work with start dates.
1 starts 10th May but will require this 52 year old lard ass pass a fitness test. I have been training for it and whilst still a lard ass a considerably lighter and fitter one than this time last year
2 starts 20th April pays 25% more and is Mon-Fri + 1 Sat per 4 weeks
1 will ensure I continue to lose weight and improve fitness, but is entry level job in a completely new industry 2 straight into a management position in an industry related to what I was doing until March 2020.
Once upon a time I'd have been all about the money, but actually quite fancy the more physically demanding lesser paid job, though that has a compulsory retirement age.
Recently renewed my car insurance and because I'd been caught being a naughty boy* my insurance quotes were double last year, despite the fact I'd taken it down to SDP only and recduced annual mileage by 10,000 as no longer commuting to work.
Running a check, it also appears declaring my occupation as unemployed weighs the price also.
Then up popped a black box policy, 10% increase of premium despite reduction of cover, so I took that up, despite some harsh t&c's and charges for breathing!
I've now has 2 emails critiquing my driving...
Driving style I score really well, but hey I used to be a professional driver and have many years experience managing professional drivers. Put it this way I can drive like a chauffeur.
When I drive scores highly because I rarely drive after 21:00 and don't drive before 09:00 (until this week)
But I score poorly for where I drive 2/100... Err I live in London, so I drive in London. I gave my post code for which they have a price... And we are only just coming out of a lockdown, so hardly gonna be pottering around Ipswich am i?
At least I'm under target for mileage, which will be tested when I make a regular journey to Ipswich.
I spent 12 years working as an insurance underwriter, so understand this stuff but can't agree that the extra points make me a worse risk than the year before whereas my now on 36 years fault claim free driving seem meaningless...
* 2 SP30s on 2 consecutive working nights 5 nights apart. Motorway @ 22:00 in exactly the same spot. Doh!
Not being a goffer I'd describe this as pitch and putt as it looks less challenging than the course that used to go around the sides of Greshams (when it was GRE Sports Club).
Looked like plenty were embracing its return, here's to being in a football stadium again soon, so as we can suffer in person rather and see the bigger picture than via fOllow and these esteemed pages.
Love you ALL, even the ones who are clearly utter......