Jimmy Mullet

Thought it was about time to introduce you to some more players from Gubbins Athletic. I finally looked them all up on the FA website and was delighted to find that Jimmy Bullard, one of my midfielders, sports a rather fetching curly mullet. Well, it wouldn't be a proper football team without at least one mullet, would it?

Been at work all day today, was quite busy but nothing too exciting. Highlight of the day was a cute baby brought in who had been given the name "Kayc". Now I assumed that this was an attempt to try and be unique rather than spelling it "Casey" or something, but I was dared by the nurses to call her in from the waiting room as "Cake"... bottled out though, that would be most unprofessional. There is a long thread on a medical website forum about "bling bling" names, where staff post details of the funniest names they have encountered. Someone pointed out that when parents proudly announce an unusual name, the trick is to ask how they came up with it. They think you are being nice and kind and showing interest, but the ulterior motive is more so that you have an excruciating story to tell everyone later. Examples include "Brannigan" (after the bar in which he was conceived), and "Dan-Ee" (mum wanted something "a bit special, and classy, like"). I feel cheated - why did my parents give me a nice normal name instead of a triple-barrelled-made-up-saw-it-on-tv footballer's-wives-chav name?

Celebrated finishing work by doing my weekly food shop at M&S on the way home, got some nice veg and stuff, and am going to throw something together now. Had a very healthy lunch, which impressed the nurses and they've all got the recipe now... not that it's difficult, take a mango, cut the flesh into small bits, mix it with a tin of crab meat, a couple of finely chopped chillis (out of my garden), squeeze on some lime juice and serve with rocket salad. Yummy!

Going to have an early night tonight as my noisy neighbour had friends round and considerately sat in the garden all night talking loudly. Had I not been at work, I would have got the lawnmower out at around 9am, an hour or so after they retired to bed, but I'll have to do that another time.