Crazy What You Could've Had
Happiness And Unhappiness
Yesterday, the day of the World Cup Final, the biggest
football in the world, I was ill. I had either a bug, or
had been poisoned mildly by something - either way, it
hindered what should have been a very good day for me. I
ended up watching the match in the bath, with a portable
television resting on the toilet, and then spending the
rest of the day in bed, only going downstairs after being
quite sick at about 9pm.
Then I slept like a log, woke up a little ache-y as you do
after about 30 hours in bed, and remembered the dream I'd
I was riding on a bus through what turned out to be
Stretford (of Stretford End fame) with a friend of mine,
and this journey went on for a while. It was pleasant
enough....but then I woke up, went into the bathroom and
found on (a new) black wooden toilet seat were scrawled all
kinds of things in blue wax crayon. Very odd I thought, and
difficult to remove. And so it proved.
Then I woke up for real.
Still no job. But I am writing my CV today.