Months of planning
Ah so it works, settingup a blog is as easy as the website said it would be!
Well morning viewers and welcome to Ant's on-line diary. I'm not sure if I'll keep this going all the way around the world, but it seems to be the easiest way to keep contact with the troops back home. Hopefully I'll be bringing you tales of the cricketing extravaganza that awaits as Freddie and the boys set off to keep the urn intact.
First things first, My tour diary .....
Wed Nov 8 Seattle
Mon Nov 13th LA
Thu Nov 16th Fiji
Tue Nov 21 Brisbane
Wed Nov 29 Adelaide
Wed Dec 6 Perth
Wed Dec 19 Wellington
Xmas day Melbourne
New Year's Eve Sydney
MonJan 8th go home
Sat Jan 20th skiiing in Schiffau
Well at least that's the plan unless the troops in Fiji start kicking off (http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/asia-pacific/6115858.stm), and I'm forced into a reluctant change of venue to top up the pasty complexion. Bit of a shame that months of preparation might go up in smoke just bacause the PM of a distant land caused offence when he accussed the top military brass of nicking his name from an 8Os pop band.
As departure is only 4 days away, the final plans have got to the "oh fuck I've got so much to do phase". Not of it especially complicated just very time consuming to remember to do it all. I mean there's a lot to do when you're out of the country for pratically 13 weeks, so apologies in advance if you're Xmas cards only arrive in time for next December..if you've got a birthday whilst I'm away, forget the card..you might get a text from a bar in Adelaide.
Thankfully I was able to take in a visit to hospital on Friday night to be one of the first witnesses to the life of Chloe Amelia Pleban. John and Alli, I'm really chuffed that everything has worked out and you both looked proud beyond words. Good to see that another redhead has entered the world, the cursed gene is propogating out of control.
So that's baby 3 safely arrived, only two more to go. Not that I'm perturbed too much by social trends, but it really does seem that everybody's either getting pregnant, got pregnant or recently squeezed one out. Fortunately Lila and I are keeping the hormones at bay and there still doesn't appear to be any news on that front this decade. Obviously best wishes to John/Ruth, Colin/Mandy and hoping that the planned arrival of your ginger off-spring goes to plan in my absence.
Yesterday marked the end of my contract at Unilever and a real tear-jerker it proved to be, there was wailing and gnashing of teeth-a-plenty as I walked out of the buffered reception one final time with my P45 sticking out of my back pocket. The girls in the recruitment did me proud with some fantastic presents (a personally signed Freddie England shirt included) and a good dance round your handbag session at the Bye-bye Bird's Eye bash on Thursday night. A free bar on your last night was a terrific gesture guys! However a few comments, Rob..the sidies have got to go, Gill...didn't believe a word of it, DC....great top, Leila..you can buy that kind of stuff on the internet, Colesey...incredible dance shapes, you're in the wrong job girl and Shhhammmoooone...great drinking skills!
So this marks the end of chapter one of my blog, please pass on comments if you can be arsed. I'm off out to Woking for a final piss-up in Surrey's fairest town. Although apparently they've closed most of the pubs as the famous striped men from the cathedral city are in town and stocks of scrumpy have already run low.
Up the Monty
Well morning viewers and welcome to Ant's on-line diary. I'm not sure if I'll keep this going all the way around the world, but it seems to be the easiest way to keep contact with the troops back home. Hopefully I'll be bringing you tales of the cricketing extravaganza that awaits as Freddie and the boys set off to keep the urn intact.
First things first, My tour diary .....
Wed Nov 8 Seattle
Mon Nov 13th LA
Thu Nov 16th Fiji
Tue Nov 21 Brisbane
Wed Nov 29 Adelaide
Wed Dec 6 Perth
Wed Dec 19 Wellington
Xmas day Melbourne
New Year's Eve Sydney
MonJan 8th go home
Sat Jan 20th skiiing in Schiffau
Well at least that's the plan unless the troops in Fiji start kicking off (http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/asia-pacific/6115858.stm), and I'm forced into a reluctant change of venue to top up the pasty complexion. Bit of a shame that months of preparation might go up in smoke just bacause the PM of a distant land caused offence when he accussed the top military brass of nicking his name from an 8Os pop band.
As departure is only 4 days away, the final plans have got to the "oh fuck I've got so much to do phase". Not of it especially complicated just very time consuming to remember to do it all. I mean there's a lot to do when you're out of the country for pratically 13 weeks, so apologies in advance if you're Xmas cards only arrive in time for next December..if you've got a birthday whilst I'm away, forget the card..you might get a text from a bar in Adelaide.
Thankfully I was able to take in a visit to hospital on Friday night to be one of the first witnesses to the life of Chloe Amelia Pleban. John and Alli, I'm really chuffed that everything has worked out and you both looked proud beyond words. Good to see that another redhead has entered the world, the cursed gene is propogating out of control.
So that's baby 3 safely arrived, only two more to go. Not that I'm perturbed too much by social trends, but it really does seem that everybody's either getting pregnant, got pregnant or recently squeezed one out. Fortunately Lila and I are keeping the hormones at bay and there still doesn't appear to be any news on that front this decade. Obviously best wishes to John/Ruth, Colin/Mandy and hoping that the planned arrival of your ginger off-spring goes to plan in my absence.
Yesterday marked the end of my contract at Unilever and a real tear-jerker it proved to be, there was wailing and gnashing of teeth-a-plenty as I walked out of the buffered reception one final time with my P45 sticking out of my back pocket. The girls in the recruitment did me proud with some fantastic presents (a personally signed Freddie England shirt included) and a good dance round your handbag session at the Bye-bye Bird's Eye bash on Thursday night. A free bar on your last night was a terrific gesture guys! However a few comments, Rob..the sidies have got to go, Gill...didn't believe a word of it, DC....great top, Leila..you can buy that kind of stuff on the internet, Colesey...incredible dance shapes, you're in the wrong job girl and Shhhammmoooone...great drinking skills!
So this marks the end of chapter one of my blog, please pass on comments if you can be arsed. I'm off out to Woking for a final piss-up in Surrey's fairest town. Although apparently they've closed most of the pubs as the famous striped men from the cathedral city are in town and stocks of scrumpy have already run low.
Up the Monty
posted by Ant | 5:18 pm
2 Comments:
I think you'd look great in a sarong. I was sat quietly on the toilet earlier thinking about it and came over all queer myself!!
I don't think there's anything wrong with blowing the Captains horn, it got me to where I am today. The reason for your attraction to the left handed batsmen of this world may have something to do with your striking similarity to Andy Bell?????
You Ginger fag, you know you want it really. oooooooooooooooooohhhhhh
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