Day 32 - We are men...from Devon

Got picked up by Willy P at about half ten in the morning and went to the gym.....they gave us these when we got there to place in a 'excellent/satisfactory/poor' box as we left. 

'Tiddly-winks.....now there is a sport i can handle at the gym'

Had a good workout with Will, its always easier when you are with someone, as neither of you wants to quit first and look like the weaker one!

After a good old workout, there is only one thing that can be done...we went back to wills and jumped in the hot-tub...we are modern metrosexual men and the sun was out...i am not ashamed.....this is will

(Bradninch has never seen the likes....hot weather, hot men....hot tub!)

After i had a shower to wash the chemicals off, will made lunch...thats when the builder walked in, to see will in a towel and me changed but holding a soaking wet pair of Calvin Kleins. Will's parents are the new pastors at the baptist church in Bradninch....i assume they would be suitably outraged if what looked like was going on was actually going on while they were on holiday!

Now, i often feel like a bit of a paedo outside of Sam's work whilst waiting to pick her up...but this guy was just stood there for about 10 minutes then walked off....creepy.....

Took Sam home and saw this at the end of her garden....little boys must have been misbehaving.... apparently if you annoy the old mad family of Clarks you get turned to wood and hedge!

Went to B's on my bike, and we, along with Hunty decided to walk to the pub. Had to walk up a bridle path and across a couple of fields....the most devonshire way of getting a pint....once we got there we got the Stofords in.....

(The lamb is one of our old haunts...mainly due to the fact we used to get served in there

 when we were about 15)

Henry (oif, landlord, oikers, ouef) took us back to B's in his landy....very devonshire indeed... traveling back from the pub with legs hanging out the back.

When we got back we were supposed to monitor an old bonfire to make sure the hedgerow didn't catch fire...but as we are men...and are thereby pyromaniacs, we ended up stoking it further...to the point that henry thought pouring diesel on it would liven things up....

 B at the bonfire

 Henry's Landy lighting the way

Jack is happy to be a man

Day 33....

Nothing day really.....got up at B's and drove my motorbike back in the rain....vegged most of the day.

Picked Sam up, started doing some of her work and then quit soon after.

In the evening watched some tele and went home.

Blog was a bitch today...had to do two day's at once as the website wouldn't upload any photos or videos....and i'm sure you are all like me and wouldn't be half as interested in this blog without photos and videos

Lunch with Soph tomoro, going to start going through agencies for work too....and footy tomorrow night. Wisey has suggested i wear a red top so i can play on his side....i think secretly he is scared oto have me on the opposition....going to bring along some of the blundells boys for a kick about too...

oh and something else....japanese tv commercials are by far the best way to brainwash an audience...i got in the shower to see a new bottle of radox hanging off the soap holder and without realizing it found myself singing 'hooky hook hook...hooky hook hook'

Bye for at least another day