Last night I went to see my local football team Southend United play a football match against a team called the MK Dons. I didn’t really want to go but in a moment of weakness I had told my mate Alan who loves nothing more than to watch 22 men running around a field in tight shorts that I would go with him. Now the problem was that the football stadium is about an hour from where I live……oh by the way……..when I say stadium it’s…. ummmm………..well………lets just say its like comparing the size of an NCL cabin to Texas.
So, as the pregnant Heidi didn’t want to stand in the freezing cold and watch some overpaid lads kick some pigskin around a field she decided to stay home. Living out in the countryside as we do I didn’t want to leave her without a car so I decided to take a taxi there and have Alan bring me back. So, I called the local Dumnow taxi service and booked a cab. So at 6 pm I was ready with my blue and white football scarf and right on time the cab pulled up. Now, when I say pulled up I should say screeched up. We have a lot of gravel on our drive or I should say we did have a lot of gravel on our drive because the driver had spread most of it across the county of Essex.
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