Its my Birthday

25/09/2008 by Russell.

Not written for a while, must get in the swing of things. I really don’t know who’s reading this blurb.

Kirsten successfully passed her driving test at the end of August, and have got her some wheels - diesel peugeot 106 to scoot about in.  I know nothing other than she has a boyfriend went to Greece and probably got drunk in Bournemouth recently.

Our boys football season is under way, lost our first match with only 9 men - wasn’t planned, but got back to winning ways with a 5-4 victory against Gerrards Cross.  We play Aylesbury this Sunday, could be quite a game.  Gregory is one of the few who can pick out a pass, which is pleasing.

What am I doing tonight? birthday treats are not on the agenda. I am working this evening (why me eh?) but no worries, getting long in the tooth to worry about the years whistling by.

Still trekking up to Old Trafford, not been a great start, have only seen them play once so far.

On a much sadder note, have had to arrange for my father to go into a nursing home in Clay Cross, Derbyshire. Cancer, kidney what will it be? he is being awfully brave and is coping whatever mother nature puts in his way with admirable courage.  This will be a strong fight against the odds over the coming months. If I have an aim for him it would be to reach his 80th birthday in December.  I am up and down every weekend to visit him and take him out when he is well enough.  Even more galling emily and kirsten will not share his birthday as they will be in Switzerland.

Phillip was awarded a 2:1 for his degree at Manchester, got the photograph and nowt else.  He is working at ICI in Slough which is a great start for him and hope he finds his feet there.

Greetings received from Peter today and Captain, wonder whats on the doorstep when I get back?

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