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Showing posts with label Jim Broadbent. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jim Broadbent. Show all posts
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Friday, April 05, 2019
Round 203: Running On Empty
Darts Thrown: April 5th 2019
Blog Written: April 5th 2019
Highest Score: 132
Lowest Score: 2
Sixties: 22
100+: 5
180s Missed: 1
100+: 5
180s Missed: 1
Blogger's Note: Written in haste, so there will be spelling mistakes and slapdash grammar.
Burning the candle at both ends. In between chucking shit out and waiting for the computer to charge - my charger doesn't love me - I decided to throw some darts. I'm knackered, and I can feel it in my arm but, for all that, the darts were just a wee bit off the usual. Go figure. Bottled another 180. Hit a 12 on the third dart this time. I forgot to take my own advice about shutting my eyes.
The book in the picture? John King's Headhunters. Have I read it? Yep, twenty plus years ago. I may have read it in the same work place as Toby Litt's Beatniks. I know it was one of John King's books in the Football Factory trilogy. Would I read it again? Probably not. I seem to be remember that none of the books in the trilogy really gripped me, but I read them all the same.
On a separate note, Jim Broadbent can't do a Dublin accent to save his life.
On a separate note, Jim Broadbent can't do a Dublin accent to save his life.
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