Day 6 - Sunday night

Missed both sarging windows this weekend (Friday and Saturday night) as was away with work do, (evening meals with Colleagues and their wives). Frustrating, so ended up getting completely pissed up with the work lads who's wives couldn't make it.
Shame there wasn't any hb's around as I felt and looked good, dress shirt and cufflinks, loosened tie, sharp shoes and a tumbler of whisky. Just no chicks, not even a cheeky waitress. By the time our works meal was over I couldn't even go anywhere else (the Isle of Wight shuts at 11.30pm apparently)

Knackered Sunday night, go and watch "The Kings Speech" alone to pass the time.

Get back eat chinese takeaway, crack open a tinny and bugger about online, end up chatting with two cyber fbs I have on msn, tell them both about the challenge, terrible idea as you can imagine. Crash into bed.

Scampo