I must say that I'm quite surprised to find myself back here composing a second blog. A blog that I never thought would come into existence. A blog that floated aimlessly through the realms of the uncreated, waiting only for a breath of life to propel it into reality. HA! What a dramatic load of bollocks.

Anyway, if I had to sum up today in one word, it would be 'microwave'. Oh sorry, that was LAST Monday. Today, the descriptive word would be 'frustrating'. Work came and went smoothly enough, yet my last minute efforts to fight off a hamstring injury proved fruitless and I was forced to watch Swieqi United's first ever match from the stands. The team fought bravely and actually played some silky stuff at times, despite eventually sucummbing 4-2 to Ghaxaq FC. I'm hoping desperately that the damage to my leg is less serious than it feels.

What else? Well, very little. Actually, nothing at all. That's all from me folks!

'Allo

I've never been into this whole blogging business to be honest with you. I actually think it's quite snazzy to have your own blog - to be able to write about whatever tickles your fancy and have all your friends read it and comment. But since I am blessed with the imagination of a vegetable, don't expect anything too extravagant to emerge from these entries. Be prepared for installments of insanely dull, mundanely insipid tripe that you'll probably only read to be polite. Or because you're bored. Or a combination thereof.

What can I say? I teach English to foreign students. I'm into sports. I'm not particularly artistic. Loud and crap music bores me massively. I like the world and learning useless but startling facts about it. Did you know that Finland has more islands than anywhere else in the world? Neither did I until a few days ago. Cool stuff. I have a rather unusual sense of humour, which probably only a few people can truly grasp. And another thing - I don't usually describe myself so candidly, so why am I writing all this nonsense? Ha! Only a week to go till the community shield. Bring it on, my son. You probably can now appreciate my previous assertion that I have very little to write about.