Easter Eggs

Sorry I've not blogged on for a bit, but I've just had a boss new wireless router put in and I wasn't sure how to work it. I phone called my old man and he told me that when he was a lad a wireless was a radio. My radio doesn't do the internet because it's a DAB. My dad's a DAB hand at tiling, so I'm not sure why the radio didn't do the internet.

It's Easter at the moment and everyone's going mad about eggs. I'm not a big fan of eggs, but I know they're boss for your boxing skills. Rocky had a lot of eggs once, so he probably likes Easter.

The thing about Easter is that you normally have to do football on a Saturday and a Easter Monday. Easter Monday was too close to Grand Slam Sunday this year, so we didn't have to play on Easter Monday. We had to train and do gaffer excercising though, so I wished I did have my eggs from Easter as it might have given me more energy to do star jumps and that. Rocky would have done good and gaffer would have probably given him the star of training bib to take home.

England are playing against French on Wednesday, so I'm going to watch it on my Plasma. I was a bit disappointed not to get a cap for the game. I got a new cap from JJB Sports anyway, so I'm sure I'll survive. I'm not going to watch the game, though. The Apprentice is on on Wednesdays, so I want to watch that. I'll watch the highlights on Match Of The Day and stick my fingers in my ears and go la la la la la la la la la la when the results come on, so that I can watch Match Of The Day and not know the score. I'm dead nervous about it! I always get like it when Alan Sugars sacks someone.