...not like the present.
I have been thrown a day off by life, though I did know that today was likely to be one of rest and absence from training momentum.
I am aching and will continue to drink now ( I have already imbibed ) until the new day.
I will return tomorrow pained and curtailed.
I cannot find the fight so I guess I will try and catch up tomorrow but Cleverly the Welsh will triumph!
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