TheDoctor

Regular as clockwork again, capy...

I don't mind meeting people that I was friendly with back at school, but when they approach you when they didn't know you existed back then because they are just that little bit famous, then it does get on your nipple ends. Adam Sinclair is his name and he's married to Kiefer Sutherland's stepdaughter. I can only hope he appears in 24, so Kiefer can put a bullet through his napper. Bawbag!

Happened to me a while back when a guy who was in my class at school came back to EK to see his family and spotted me in the town centre and made a point of approaching me to speak to me, when he didn't give me the time of day in school. He's an actor now and has been in Mile High and I think he's been in Hollyoaks at one point. Now he's married to the stepdaughter of someone quite famous and I admit to being surprised when I saw the photo of her, because she's stunning. We all thought he was gay

It's 8am and I'm waiting for capybara's daily moan....

Just a tad. Won't be visiting that place for a while, that's for sure

Had a dodgy curry last night and although I made it into work, I have an arse like the Japanese flag

Echo Burning by Lee Child The fifth in the rather good Jack Reacher series about the ex-Army cop turned drifter who finds himself in Texas and is picked up by a Mexican woman who claims her husband is due out of jail and had been beating her prior to his incarceration while her in-laws stand can her because she's Mexican and she fell out with her own family. She needs to get out and asks Reacher for his help. But everything isn't as it seems. A good thriller and I'm into the last couple of chapters as the story becomes unravelled and I have to say it's a decent addition to the series, although I still think the previous story, "The Visitor", is slightly better.

Back at work today

Being talked out of bet for a 2-1 Scotland win and a Ross McCormack opening goal by my mate, who reckoned Kenny Miller was due one. I should have gone with my gut instinct. The last time I listen to him

Knowing New Nicolas Cage thriller from the maker of "I, Robot" and "The Crow" where Cage plays a lecturer who discovers that supposed random numbers that were found in a school's time capsule relate to dates, co-ordinates and number of deaths for every major disaster, including 9/11, the Oklahoma bombing and Lockerbie among others. What he figures out is that there are two more impending disasters and something far more catastrophic is on the cards and that the fate of the world rests in his hands. 75% of the movie is pretty intriguing and the scenes with a plane crash and a subway train crash are particularly well done and you are left wondering just how the hell this is going to end. The last 25% is when you left thinking "what the f***?" and actually ruins the rest of the movie. If you've seen it, you'll know what I mean. It was on a lovely 7/10 until the last quarter and dipped badly to a 4/10 by the end.

No live football matches on a Sunday when the internationals are on. After Goals on Sunday I've had to contend with River City and Only Fools and Horses repeats on G.O.L.D.

Coffee everywhere...keyboard drenched. Brilliant!

You have a marriage from heaven, sir. I tried to educate Mrs D on the etiquette of Scotland games when we first went out and after a couple of Hampden excursions, vowed I wouldn't take her again. She did the unwritten rule of Old Firm fans at Scotland games and booed Rangers players wearing the dark blue. Unacceptable behaviour

Mrs Doctor supports Celtic and can't understand why I go to random games. Do I win for misery?

I'm sure capy will feel better now, Kilt

Then what the hell are you doing on here? Those phones won't answer themselves, capy

Phoning 3 to give notice of my intent to finish with them in 30 days so I can get myself an iPhone to have the fella do his best Del Boy and flog me a phone that quite clearly isn't the one I want. Me: "I would like to end my contract with you, therefore I'm starting my 30 day notice period." 3 Person: "I'm sorry to hear that, Mr Doctor. May I ask why?" Me: "I'm getting another phone on another network. Specifically an iPhone with O2." 3 Person: "I can offer you this other phone which is similar, which we can do for you cheaper and we'll throw this and that in as well." Me: "I see. Tell me something, is it an iPhone?" 3 Person: "Well, no, because we cannot offer the iPhone..." Me: "Then I don't want it then. Please may I have my PAC code" 3 Person: "Are you sure, sir? This phone is very similar and...." Me: "Is it an iPhone?" 3 Person: "It's not, I'm afraid" Me: "Then I don't want it. Am I not making myself clear? Please can I have my PAC code" It took me another three times to tell him I didn't want the alternative he was offering and I eventually weedled my PAC code out of him. What part of "I don't want your phone" was he not getting?

Next it'll be scrambled egg tart and beans souffle

A square sausage bap?

Cherryade?

Tizer?

sticky

You had me there. Now I need to fight these old buggers for a seat on the bus and as I've been working for a living and pay for my seat, like a good citizen, I'm expected to give them MY seat when they can walk round the shops all afternoon. f**k that!!

Going to bed feeling wiped after a long day at work, followed by a gruelling session at the gym. Just staying awake long enough to see the outcome of the Champions League games to find you can't bloody sleep I'm shattered. If I'm crabbit during the course of the day, then f**k OFF!!!!!

It seems abundantly clear that First Group are just a shower of wanks and we're paying for the privilege