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"I was lying on the grass of Sunday morning of last week Indulging in my self-defeat My mind was thugged, all laced and bugged, all twisted, wrong and beat A comfortable three feet deep Now the fuzzy stare from not being there on a confusing morning week Impaired my tribal lunar speak And of course you can't become if you only say what you would have done So I missed a million miles of fun"
"I know it's up for me (If you steal my sunshine) Making sure I'm not in too deep (If you steal my sunshine) Keeping versed and on my feet (If you steal my sunshine)"
"[Verse 2: Sharon] I was frying on the bench slide in the park across the street L-A-T-E-R that week My sticky paws were into making straws out of big fat slurpy treats An incredible eight-foot heap Now the funny glare to pay a gleaming tare in a staring under heat Involved an under usual feat And I'm not only among but I invite who I want to come So I missed a million miles of fun"
"[Chorus: Marc & Sharon] I know it's up for me (If you steal my sunshine) Making sure I'm not in too deep (If you steal my sunshine) Keeping versed and on my feet (If you steal my sunshine) [Chorus: Marc & Sharon] I know it's done for me (If you steal my sunshine) Not some and hard to see (If you steal my sunshine) Keeping dumb and built to beat (If you steal my sunshine)
[Outro: Marc & Sharon] My sunshine, if you steal my sunshine My sunshine, if you steal my sunshine My sunshine, if you steal my sunshine My sunshine, if you steal my sunshine My sunshine, if you steal my sunshine My sunshine, if you steal my sunshine My sunshine, if you steal my sunshine My sunshine, if you steal my sunshine My sunshine, if you steal my sunshine
I implore anyone of you who Is smoking to stop, just f cking stop.
Having started smoking In 1964 at the age of 14 I managed to stop just over two and a half Years ago, I never smoked In the house but always In me shed or garage.
Here's the thing, I stupidly thought I was always In control of my smoking habit but I wasn't It was the other way round. I stopped way to late and now I'm paying the price health wise, I had a heart attack about 12 Years ago and last year went through a spell of mini strokes, the surgeon actually telephoned me later In the day of my scan to tell me In no uncertain terms that after him seeing my scans I was In danger of having a massive stroke.
I've had brain scans suspected heart attacks, CT scans and an Carotid Artery operation which involves you laying on your side strictly motionless with a neck anesthetic but wide awake whilst a surgeon cuts your neck open and spends two hours cleaning out your Carotid Artery, It's a bastard of an operation with obvious risks of heart attack (shock) stroke (shock). This September I'm having another operation to have a special stent put into the main blood artery that runs through your stomach, the artery at the moment has expanded and is in danger of bursting, again the surgeons have been brilliant and brought me In to explain the operation and the risks. Now look I was doing a packet of Lambert and Butler a day (minimum) nigh on £12 per packet FFS that's In the region of £360 PCM Jesus wept how stupid can anyone be?
My lungs are now useless, notwithstanding that I'm also bloody asthmatic, I used to park In Findon Road and walk to the ground well I can't even do that anymore.
I've never seeked sympathy from anyone and I'm not starting now this Is all self inflicted and I'll deal with It.
If anyone Is In any doubt all this was brought on by my smoking, three separate surgeons at the superb John Radcliffe all told me the same thing.
If It's any help;
I cut my smoking down as quick as I could and made a note of my daily intake, I then on the odd occasion would only have half a fag now and again, then one Friday morning I went out to the garage for my first puff, sat down picked up half a fag went to light It, looked at It and threw it away and never smoked again. I never went In the garage for three days I couldn't face It.
After a few days Mrs Ted looked at me and asked If I'd actually stopped smoking, I said Yep I haven't had fag for four days, the smile on her face said It all.
A massive and huge thumbs up to Our fabulous NHS and those beautiful people at the John Radcliffe Hospital, Oxford, If there Is a God then God bless them all.
Now then enough waffle from me, I implore anyone of you who Is smoking to stop, just f cking stop.
There was a vendor outside the away end last time we was there who was selling the best meat and potato pies In the entire universe. One of the more friendly away day crowds.
I've just driven past the Lord Nelson pub here In Wantage, the pub has been literally taken over by about 250-300 Hells Angels. They are lounging In the pubs garden and incredible as It may seem some of them are smoking enormous roll up type of thingy's that are emitting large clouds of smoke Into the air. As a law abiding citizen I'm shortly gonna go down to the pub and start beating a few of them up and point them In the general direction In the errors of their way. But first I'm gonna have a nice cup of tea.
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