PREVIOUS YEARS ENTRIES FROM THE DIARY:

DECEMBER 2003

Sunday 28/12/2003

Great fun! Last night was thoroughly enjoyable. A night of UK Gold, Cider, Wine, PS2, one of your best mates and an attempt at making a sandwich at 2 in the morning. The cheese sandwich went down well with Mr Mike Fletcher, even if we did have a little trouble with the knife late on. The butcher knife we started with didn't cut as well as the cheese knife we finished with, not quite sure why! Unfortuantely though, my trip to Swindon was today wasted as Brighton played as bad as always to lose 2-1. Bugger!

Saturday 27/12/2003

Hope you all had a good crimbo! Mine was great. Great food, good presents, good drink and Only Fools and Horses to top it off. Also, some kind and thoughtful person gave me a delivery of two traffic cones outside my door. These are now proudly placed either side of the doorstep. Thank you Santa!  Add to it a superb Boxing Day, Brighton beating Wycombe 4-0 at Withdean and you get one happy Scott! Mr Mike Fletcher is also spending the night at McCarthy Towers, which will guarantee more fun with the PS2 and Sky Digital at 2 in the morning! Lovely Jubly!

Monday 22/12/2003

Blitzkrieg rehearsal today. Damn good fun. Walked in the freezing cold to the chippy, only to discover it was shut. Had to settle for a Pot Noddle instead. Good days work. May I take this opportunity to wish you all a Merry Christmas, as this will be my last entry till Jesus' birthday

Sunday 21/12/2004

What a night! Went and saw Lord of the Rings: Return of the King with Mr Mike Fletcher and the one, the only, Mr Dave Pouton Fletcher. Bloody good film, more details in Big Day Out

Friday 19/12/2003

Today has been eventful. The teachers at Oakmeeds put on the legendary staff review, with Mr Wood and Mr Liddell the stars of the show. It was damn amusing. Then, it was off home. Myself and Elliot decided to place a copy of the Leader under Mr Peter Chapman's windscreen wiper, so he will hopefully update the Leader page on Burgess Hill Sucks. 

Oh yeah, I also got dumped this afternoon - I am gutted. Like a Conservative, because the Tories are going down the drain. Its part of life, man gets dumped, man drinks to drown sorrows, man ends up sleeping with close relation, man ends up getting close relation pregnant, man ends up emotionally scared and drained, man ends up killing himself. Well, hopefully it won't be that drastic in this case, although I did do some damage to my foot by kicking a metal gate. Myself and Mike Fletcher then delivered my remaining Christmas cards, before enjoying a short game of football on the rec. 

This evening, I have also helped with the maintenance of N31l Presents, when I dropped in to the Gingell family home to offer advice and have a few beers. We then went out to a park to socialise with the youth of Burgess Hill, by going to St Johns Park. What a joy that was!

Tuesday 16/12/2003

The first of my new fangled diary entries. It was Peter Chapman who gave me the idea. In our latest business meeting, he asked me if I "had considered doing a diary'. Well, tonight, after polishing off my Jupps Legendary Fish and Chips, I was bored stiff. So I thought sod it, why not do a diary!

 Let me tell you what's going on: Christmas is just over a week away, I have bought sod all, I have sod all money to buy with, so to put it simply, I'm buggered. However, problems may be sold, as this Friday myself and Sailor are hitting the high streets, where I will be spending what is left of my money, with the majority going on that special person (not you Mum!)! Any ideas what to get, please, help me! Myself and Mr Lewis Trower also attempted to beat up 'The Wall' Dean Faulkner, before realising that the school has placed a CCTV camera in A Block corridor. Myself and Mr Gingell, of N31l Presents also discussed a new business venture, that we hope will be up and running soon! I also wrote my Christmas cards, look out for one heading your way soon. Sorry if you don't get one, but I misjudged how many I needed, didn't buy enough and now can't be bothered to get any more.

Today's Chuckle: Jamie Farhall, feeling on a high after obtaining a 'fit girls' number. Texted her, only to find out today that the number the girl gave him was not hers, but it belonged to Mr Hector Gwynne, brother of Mr Elliot Gwynne. Unlucky Jamie!

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