Super Saturday

Shattered Shaz...

After a late night last night at the Robin, I was determined to get an early night, so I was in bed for 7.30pm and nearly asleep by 8.30pm then a bark from the dog woke me up, and I was just in time to see Jess finish the 400m 800m in first place to win gold in the Heptathalon, of course that whet my appetite, so I just had to watch Greg win gold in the Long Jump, and then Mo win gold in the 10000m - I was still awake at 10.45

The dogs wanted to go out then, so I then crept down the garden in my jimmies to see if Robert and Roger had come to life, Robert was there shining in all his glory, but Roger was dull and lifeless - it will have to wait until morning.

Tribute bands are good, but they are not and never will be the real thing, they should all learn to stick to the lyrics that was recorded and the tune, and never put there own spin on it - there will only ever be one Freddie.

So 4hrs after coming to bed...........Good Night x