Billy's Log by Dougie Brimson

Billy's Log by Dougie Brimson

Author:Dougie Brimson [Brimson, Dougie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Soccer
Publisher: eBookpartnership.com
Published: 2000-03-15T00:00:00+00:00


Wednesday 3 May

09.15 a.m. - At work

After a bizarre dream about aliens with blue heads chasing me around the desert, I have somewhat bizarrely arrived at work in a positive frame of mind.

Having jumped on the scales this morning, I’ve found out that I’ve lost more weight and am now at the stage where my trousers are definitely in the too big category. My face also seems a bit less round as well, which is cool. Although no other bastard’s noticed.

10.10 a.m. - At work

I’ve finally decided to sort myself out a gym. The only problem is that, working in London and living in Watford, I’ll only be able to get there late at night or early in the morning. Hardly the best in terms of leching but at least I’ll get fit.

10.20 a.m. - At work

Just called some gyms in Watford and found out how much they cost. It’s a fucking scandal. Still, with nothing better to do tonight, I’ll take up their polite invites and check out a couple on the way home.

14.10 p.m. - At work

Gave the pub a miss at lunchtime and went hunting for suitable gym attire. Much as I’d happily wear my 1993 Watford away shirt and a pair of plimsolls, I have a sneaky feeling that I’d be immediately marked out as a yob and so best toe the fashion victim line.

In the end, I came away with a white Fila shirt, Adidas shorts and some new trainers. I also brought a rather tasty dark blue Ellesse tracksuit. I’m a label junkie.

15.10 p.m. - At work

Thankfully, my busy morning has kept the saga of Julia out of mind but now it’s returned to haunt me.

I’ve just caught sight of her leaning over her desk and I could see so far down her cleavage, I know what colour underwear she’s wearing. She might be my boss, but the thought of feasting my hands and not just my eyes on those jugs is becoming increasingly appealing.

In fact, it’s only really the fear of humiliation that’s holding me back. That and the fact that the lads would have a field day and make my life a misery.

16.00 p.m. - At work

Liz has just called to see how I am and find out what’s been going on.

I think she might be a bit worried that I’ve got the hump with her which is why I haven’t called. That couldn’t be further from the truth really.

22.00 p.m. - At home

Have arrived home from my local gym with my bank balance severely depleted but a smile on my face and a stirring in my loins.

I knew it was a good idea as soon as I clapped eyes on the blonde bird on reception. Everything after that was a bonus. It was like walking into Sweaty, Panting Babes R Us. The place was packed out with fanny, most of which was extremely fit - and I don’t mean in the sense that they can run a long way. More importantly, the gym also has a sauna, a jacuzzi and a small pool.



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