Best Advent!

Totally forgot to post the greatest advent calender ever!Day one was a wee pirate.

Holidays are Coming

Just hanging out with the Coke bus pulled up outside L1!

Candy Conrona

To be honest I was a tad embarrassed asking a bartender to make a “Candy Corona” so i sent Forsburg instead. There is simplicity to this genius concoction: Add the shot of grenadine to a regular bottle of Corona lager, and serve..... Delicious!

P.S Please visit well stocked bars, using blackcurrent for asthetics alone is not fun at all.

Tweets

So despite my initial reluctance to any kind of social networking change, i have decided to join the masses and give this tweeting lark a go. This is reminiscent of the early Facebook days with me clinging on to my Myspace profile for dear life.haha loser! As i have no clue as to what to do on twitter i feel a bit like im whispering in a very large room,with only my 'sympathy' follower hearing the pearls of wisdom. Check me out @Stickycalvins

Injured!

I am currently typing with the use of only one arm as i have the other one hanging out in a sling. For once an excuse for my bad typing skills! With my football session only weeks away and our first set of friendy matches starting next Saturday, i have unfortunately dislocated in my shoulder and and going to be out of action for about a month at least!Sad times, check out my droopy shoulder, beard is coming on well though.

Getting Paid Getting Paid

I will be writing this post in green as i find it to be a total appropriate colour given the nature of the subject!


Such a pleasant way to start a day when you sit at your desk half asleep, opening your emails and are informed you are being awarded a pay rise and bonus for being, and i quote... 'wholly exceptional'. Haha what a joke,surely they must have the wrong employee as i tend to put in a real average shift nearly everyday and spend my days staring at the ceiling being incredibly bored. 

But who am i to refuse such a gift for quite simply being my awesome self. In times of recession im certainly not complaining taking money from the government, how crazy is that. 


As i am such a gentleman i simply cannot divulge the figure i have received however i will tell it is substantial enough to send me abroad to get  bit of sun on my skin and some sea air in my lungs. Truly blessed!


Cheers Cameron.... Loving your pay cuts mate!

Polska zabawa! Part 1

It has been almost a month since returning from the Domingos FC Polska tour and I still cant quite get over how totally amazing the whole trip actually was. On the football front we unfortunately got well and truly crushed by two very average teams, however I would say we gave a good account of ourselves considering the epic amount of piwo consumed and total lack of sleep. Excuses Excuses!

The trip began in true fashion... at the bar with a pint of beer in hand. My first memory was waiting for the team to assemble in John Lennon Airport bar and trying to convince Danny of the best way to get over a hangover. We proposed to avoid a hangover he should get ridiculously drunk, followed by eating loads of food and then very classily throwing it all up before going to bed. THEN wake up in the morning to a shot of vodka. It never fails we claimed! Needless to say I somehow think he wasn’t feeling the idea but it was worth a shot.

Flying out at 4.00pm would mean we would be landing just in time to hit the Wroclaw nightlife. On the plane a few of the lads decided to get a head start on the drinking, however anticipating the heavy night ahead I decided to sit on the sensible row between Stu and Paul. I now feel like I am an expert on everything Egypt (cheers Paul) and a pro at the Putt Golf app on Stu's Iphone. Sadly I do not own an Iphone.

We where greeted at Wroclaw airport by a guy holding a 'Domingos FC' sign. A sense of importance engulfed the team as we where welcomed and shown to the team buses. To be far we looked rather pro! The hostel was about 20 minutes away from the airport so we took in a few on the sights on the way. Wroclaw is a beautiful city, loads of old colourful buildings with a mix of traditional and modern architecture. It reminding me of my time in Warsaw.

When we pulled up outside the hostel my first impression was 'oh shit'. The exterior was covered in a jungle themed graffiti and had a really dodgy looking entrance with no signs or windows. The place looked like a proper dive, hardly the luxury of the boogie hostel from the previous year. But to be fair when I actually got inside it was rather nice.

So we dropped the bags off and headed to the Polska 24 hour bar situated less than 100 yards away from the hostel. This would prove to be too much of a vice for many of the team throughout the duration of the trip... mostly notably Craig 'I scored today' Ramsey who spent a few too many days and a couple mornings there. The first of many attractive barmaids greeted us with an uneasy smile, a rowdy gangs of Englishmen must have been quite an intimidating sight. So with my extensive knowledge of the Polish language I said to her " Czesc!piwo proszę". She seemed pleasantly surprised and the beers appeared at £1.20 a glass! At this point I realised I would not be enjoying getting up to play football tomorrow... oh well more beer!

At the request of Anton Forsberg i gave my 'I don't want to get turned over speech', "Lets get an early night lads". As usual nobody listens!So with that over with we decided to keep it old school and return to the rock club. This is place that we visited last year and became infamous thanks to Jon Mcs's beer showers and all Polish girls persistence to salsa dance to every type of music. There is a rule in this place where you cannot take any drinks onto the dance floor for some reason and there is an iron ring of no-nonsense bouncers ready to eject anybody who does not comply. Each of these monsters were absolute men mountains so it was a good idea not to fuck with them.
From this point the rest of this night is still a bit of a blur. Luckily cameras captured it all and offer a insight into the lost hours.Anton Clarke seemed to have impressed everybody with his crip walking and Adam Hung wins the award for photo of the night.

Sobering up i emerged from the nightclub with my pal Al squinting at the slight of the daylight. A quick look at the clock confirmed it was nearly 6am! We looking across at our newly acquainted Polish friends and without the aide of bad disco lighting we began to heavily questioned the age of these young looking females!The girl i had been hanging out Ola smiled and showed a mouth full of metal. Haha no way!!BRACES ....... it is now time to go!

To be Continued ......