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MAY 2008

Tuesday 20/05/08

Oh dear oh dear oh dear. I have been neglecting you haven't I website, nearly as badly as an Austrian locking his family in a cellar and creating an army of inbreds with them.

All kinds of occurrences have been occurring other the last few weeks. McCarthy has gone back to full time work at Esso in an attempt to raise some much needed capital. While the majority my fellow university students have suffered money worries all year, I have not due to my sensible nature of spending. However, this has been compounded in the last week with the discovery that my debit card is what you would more commonly refer to as knackered. While I await the kind people of my banking world to rectify the problem, I am down to using the one thing I didn't want to have to do, and have avoided all year - credit. But with sensible spending and not purchasing any essentials - ie food and toilet roll, I will survive this crisis just as Maggie survived the winter of discontent

Speaking of politics, since my last entry I have cast my vote in the local elections here in Cheltenhamshire. Now the big question many of you would have been asking was who did Cheltenhams Favourite Minor Celebrity give his all important vote to - the answer is the People Against Beurocracy Party. With Labour creating a complete shambles of the country, and the Liberal Democrats having a record of getting my goat a ludicrous amount of times, the lack of BNP on the card and other such protest votes meant that it had to be the PAB. On reflection, I was happy with my decision as I checked out the man whom I had voted for on their website on my return from the polling station, and saw him to be elderly and quite nice looking - the sort of chap you can imagine dressing up as Santa at Christmas for his relatives. With this nugget of information in mind, I felt only too good about my vote being cast

The last two days have been spent in Taunton, sampling the delights of the local Thatchers cider, which is up there with Westons in the 'blow your head off' stakes, enjoying cheap and rather vile wine alongside copious amounts of sausage rolls, biscuits and some suprisingly nice cheap Tesco cheese. Myself and Oli Wright also met some rather delightful Sussex fans, who were as drunk, loud and raucous as we were which was fantastic. It is just a shame the the Sussex performance was dire. Still, hot weather, strong traditional perry and cricket - life does simply not get any better than that, especially when combined with the chance to heckle Marcus Trescothick for having more stress worries than Robert Jones

Speaking of stress worries - one exam down, one to go, but lets just leave it at that. When you are answering an exam question with the answer "its something latin" you know that it hasn't gone overly well

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