Friday, 9 November 2007

Man of Broken Steel

Superman, the Man of Steel, the very epitome of a hero, a super hero. For all the garish colours of his costume and the more than slightly camp underpants outside the tights he is the very example of human strength and honour, all the more ironic for the fact he is in fact an alien on our planet.

There's something magical about Superman, I mean apart from the powers, he sings something to the heart. Someone once said that you could take a handful of symbols into the deepest darkest jungle and they'd be recognised: the Christian Cross, the McDonalds "M", the USA Flag and Superman's "S".

John Williams' score the original Superman films is an amazing piece of music and putting my costume on whilst the music filled my room, I felt like I could fly - a dangerous thing being on the third floor.

Fencer's don't have the best AU night record but this Wednesday we had a really great night and a reasonable turn out. I have to come up with a viable theme for next month now (suggestions on the back of a postcard). I have to report I was in severe pain the following morning.

Somewhere in the course of last week I took a tumble and sprained my wrist, gained a lump on my head, a sore knee and an aching side. Of all of those injuries my side is still hurting, one rib in particular and I can only assume that I have either broken it or at the very least fractured it. Not a lot you can do about a damaged rib but oh the pain of going from the man of steel one night to an old man who can't even sit up in bed the following morning.

Bloody thing still hurts, but we get by. Might have to cut down on the flying for now though...

Monday, 29 October 2007

You.... Wouldn't like me when I'm angry

Oh it makes me MAAAAD!

I'm still waiting for a parcel to emerge from the quagmire that is Liverpool's Royal Mail sorting office. Now, I'm a relatively patient person but this time I actually NEED the contents of the parcel.

Rather than being some Amazon order or something like that which is just for pleasure this package contains several personal documents and items of post forwarded onto me from home but crucially it also contains my young persons rail card which I need to get a discount on the many train journeys I have planned in the coming weeks.

Most urgent of these journeys is the away match at Manchester that I'll be taking part in. The AU (Athletic's Union) in Liverpool only reimburse travel to matches where you pay with a YP Railcard so unless I get it by Wednesday I could be funding the expedition out of my own pocket which is not something I will do without a great deal of moaning, whinging and general grumbling.

Rage..... Building..... Glyn..... Smash!

Sunday, 28 October 2007

A Hair Raising Encounter

October 27th

My worst fears were proved true when, at the sight of the moon, I had an uncontrolable urge to howl. Hair in excess of even my normal amounts sprouted all over my body. I can only be thankful that the urge to kill and infect others with my... condition... was sated by copious amounts of alcohol, although measures may have to be taken to ensure I am so lucky again. I cannot bear the thought of inflicting my painful curse on another human being....

Wednesday, 28 March 2007

Birth of another fad

So here it is, my new blog.

It's been a while since I kept up to date with one of these. The last really successful one was my MSN Space which ran actively for over a year, then Microsoft decided to switch to MSN Live and it took eons to be able to load and open my own space for editing or even just reading.

MSN was abandoned and I wandered aimlessly through cyberspace sampling the blogging capacities of Myspace and Beebo before settling for the superior networking capabilities of Facebook.

But now a new age is beginning! THE BLOG IS BACK!

Check back for pictures, news and random commentary on life, the universe and everything!