Then I did some stuff, including some scanning – gurd your loins for Stan’s Scans, coming very soon – and I went to the gym just in time for the race, got on a cross trainer in front of a big telly and plugged in my headphones.
Stan fell at the twelfth.

Thankfully, I’d completely forgotten about the whole thing, from the moment I decided to bet £50 to the moment I got on the cross trainer. I was so pleased.
Thanks for the hot tip, Sarah! And thank heavens for my paltry attention span. Now I’m going out to spend £50 on booze.
Have a smashing weekend, each and every one of you. I love you. Adieu!
heh heh - I won £12! Not on Stan though, the poor little mare... So glad to hear you completely ignored me :-)
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Skippy, eh? I'd say 40% more kangaroo.
ReplyDeleteNice chunks. My loins are on gurd alert for more scary scans.
ReplyDeleteI'm actually running for my local branch of the Samaritans (each branch is a 'stand alone' charity in its own right). I'm rather touched that a virtual stranger would consider sponsoring me. I don't have a 'justgiving' type page - I'm raising funds the old fashioned way (cheques in the post). So if you're serious, I'll email my address to you.
You're too kind.
Ain't blogland just a fab land?
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Wellington, you must get with it and get yourself a JustGiving page. It'll potentially triple the funds you will raise. It looks pretty easy to set up too. Go on, man. Think of the puppies!
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