I sit here at my desk, slightly bricking for a couple of reasons. I’m off to Italy straight after tonights G and Tippers Show to compete in the Beach Soccer European Cup. While that exciting on one level, on anther level it’s terrifying.
1. I am not a good flyer. How the fuck those things stay in the air is beyond me.
2. My ribs haven’t healed at anything like the rate I hoped they would. So my plan is painkillers and booze.
Painkillers and booze. Basically the staple diet of an 80’s hair metaller. Or ‘c*nt’ as I like to call them.
On the brightside, after Italy, I will be getting straight back on the swimming mission. Even if it kills me, I am not failing to swim the Solent. If I do, I have to walk down the main high street of my home town completely naked. That’s not something I’m paticularly happy about doing! Well, unless I have a fluffer on scene to make me look less like a child.
You can donate to my swim attempt by visiting www.gandtippers.com/swim or by paying via Paypal to the email address firstname.lastname@example.org.
Check out tonights radio show on www.vectisradio.com. We’re on air from 7pm to 10pm British time.
I love using pictures for some reason.
Much love. x