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My weekend smelt of ass because I was at work but then something rather beautiful happened on Monday. I did a 20 accumulator bet and won 1,763. Don't know what that is in dollars but it's very nice in pound sterling.........

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You dont know who it was that harped on about the dignity of physical labour but the chances are that they never raised a shovel in anger in the middle of Winter.
The winds coming down off the Pennines and cutting you in half. Still, youre in a decent mood. Just a day and a bit till you go to Glasgow. Something to look forward...
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You love going shopping with your Dad. The bus into town is a chance for him to show you buildings hes worked on or tell you stories about places you pass. Every pub has a story.
Thats where Ball oMucks wife came in and dragged him out in front of all the lads, and him begging like a kid. He laughs. Your mother would never...
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Johnny Carroll is a powerfully built man. Thirty years on the sites have seen to that. Theres no spare on him, no excess anything. He is functionally designed. His body is his story, one of toil and necessity. It is a tale of the jobs that people who work in offices think get done by machines these days. The call for strong men to strain...
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Rained Off: the two finest words in the English language. The pub's buzzing because everyones been rained off. And all the anxietys gone now, thinking that the rain might stop and then Old Man Nolan comes in like a weatherman and tells us its set for the day and that means an afternoon in the pub. Its Monday lunchtime and youd think it was Christmas...
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Terry looks up out of his bottle bottom glasses and tells you he's got sixty notes on Nounou at fives. It has to be worth a tenner. You bang it on with Haggis and get Pat and Big Bernard to join you, tenners each. Steve is trying to talk to you about someone who hit him with a hammer who might reappear on the scene...
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I got a demand from the Inland Revenue (British version of the IRS) for 12000 today (about $18000 I think). I am going to have to play the horses at the Cheltenham festival like they have never been played before. Naturally I have no intention of giving them ALL the 12000. But I'm going to have to give them something. I'm thinking of offering two...
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It is New Years Day and I find myself in my local hostelry. As this is not an unusual occurrence and is quite the thing for me I give it not another minutes thought. In fact I am relaxed about it. As the afternoon is progressing I am becoming more relaxed and could even be described as laid-back.
Of course, one small thought is eating...
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If you ever have to get rid of a body youll probably make a better job of it than we did. But then again, if youre lucky, you probably wont be off your fucking head like we were. Its all a bit chicken and the egg though. I mean, if Gary hadnt been fucked he wouldnt have died, and if we hadnt been fucked we...
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In which we sing the praises of White's greengrocers. This morning I'd popped out to buy my provisions and called in White's greengrocers. Whilst I was selecting my carrots, tatties, mushrooms and onions I heard Mr White on the telephone to his bookie. "That sounded interesting," I piped up once he'd finished his call. "Yes, I was talking to the owner of a horse yesterday...
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Paddy Nolan is the cock of the class. He has already started to take on the look of his dad and brothers, as if his part in the divine plan was always the pick, the shovel and the open road. Hes got a benign, ruddy face that should see him get done under the Trades Description Act because when he loses his rag, which happens...
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