A rush of blood to the head
Once again I find myself about to lose my temper, I find so hard to direct my frustration. Deciding that I wanted to be on my own, (with my square dog) this meant missing a family outing to the John Smiths Stadium.
Instead I opted for a trip to Holmfirth where meant that I stimulated my football addiction whilst Square dog frolicked in the river.
It was hardly Premier League quality but with 6 goals and a sending off before half time, it wasn't short of excitement.
Instead I opted for a trip to Holmfirth where meant that I stimulated my football addiction whilst Square dog frolicked in the river.
It was hardly Premier League quality but with 6 goals and a sending off before half time, it wasn't short of excitement.
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