Saturday 9th December 2006
Two weeks ago my dad was feeling pains in his chest and arms which he put down to indigestion! He chose not to tell us and in the early hours of Monday morning he drove himself to Wycombe general hospital, after waiting for me to go to work! 3 stents later and he has been back at home for a week and already getting on my nerves.

Bourton was heaving: Note the 'Snow Machine' shooting foam into the air in front of the christmas tree.

Tara and I went to Bath on the Friday of last weekend for Christmas shopping. They had a German style market with gluhweine and mince pies but it was not as impressive as the real thing at about 8 years old. The following day we picked up Adam and went to Stevenage for the football. Oxford came back from 2-0 down to draw but against nine men we should have gone on to win. Worse still I picked up a rotten head cold and have been feeling shocking all week. Needless to say that work is piling up for Christmas.

I have also been asked to do some work for the Oxford united online shop which is quite interesting as I am working with a piece of software I am unfamiliar with but getting a sneak peak at what’s going on behind the scenes.

I am very knackered.

+ Archive