Well that was a weekend (or should that be "What a bag of sh*te")

If Wednedsdays diabolical effort of a football match between England and Russia wasn't bad enough, we also managed to fail at even more sport over the weekend,
firstly England were seemingly robbed at the Rugby World Cup Final over a was it/wasn't it try, and today Lewis Hamilton failed to end the weekend on a high by winning the F1 World championship*.

Still my baby had a wonderful Christening and had lots of photos taken thanks to Uncle Stuart "Trez".

Cheers for taking the video and the photos Stu, I have told everyone they can purchase copies for £4.95 each...

All in all a rubbish week for English sport, but fantastic weekend for me and SWMBO

* it appears that Lewis Hamilton might actually win the championship as BMW Sauber and Williams are being investigates for irregularities ... We'll see but I'm not holding out much hope.

Come on England, Come on Lewis, Come on Vicar & Minister

What a weekend it's set to be, England v South Africa in the world cup Rugby final on Saturday.
Lewis Hamilton going for world championship status in the Formula 1 on Sunday.
Me... I have a wedding to go to on Saturday which will hopefully have a TV somewehere. (Although I'm feeling a bit ill at the moment and may not be able to attend :-) )
On Sunday we are baptising Leah so I can't really cry off from that, although I might try and rush the mininster through the service, starts at 2.30 and we really should be done by 4.00 (race starts at 5.00).

I could record them but doubt I'd be able to stay away from TVs, radios and people for long enough to avoid finding out the results.

Come on...

Ouch Ow Ouch

This would have been the perfect weekend for me,

• Friday was a work party with unlimited free beer and food.
• Saturday was lads night, an evening away from reality, having "a few" drinks in town with the boys
• Ending the weekend on Sunday with a free - YES FREE ticket to the British Grand Prix at Silverstone, not just a normal ticket, but full corporate hospitality courtesy of "someone very nice"!!!!!

However today was my big day for something more important... my operation

I got the hospital at 7.30 where I was led to my room, my operation was scheduled for 12.00 however it could be earlier.

The consultant came to see me to explain and make sure I was happy with everything, the anaesthetist came to see me to explain the procedure and again, make sure I was happy. My only question was...

"Will I be able to go to the Grand Prix tomorrow"

"Not very likely" was their response, - Well I tried my best

At 9.30 I was humiliated, I was asked to shave my knee, wear a backless gown and some paper pants. This is not fashion but I did it nonetheless

at 10.00 I was taken for my operation, given an injection in my hand to "ease me" followed by a spinal epidural. Had my leg painted yellow and off I went.

The op was weird, I could feel anything but a tugging sensation as the Doctor (Sorry Mr) shoved a camera and some other instruments deep into my knee, the strange but amazing thing was that I was able to see everything they were doing on the monitor in front of me, I could actually see inside of my own knee... WOW

There was some damage to my cartilage, along with some other damage to something else that I can't now remember, hopefully me notes will tell me this.

After the op I was taken back to my room for observations, no pain I thought, this was great, a little surgery but no pain.

I had some lunch and was allowed back home at 4.30pm - when the pain started as a slight twinge, as I write this at 23.32.... MY KNEE IS HUGE - AND KILLING ME...

It'll all be worth it however, in 3 weeks time I'm going back to the gym

Oh and the F1 tickets... I gave them to someone who I hope I’ll have a great day - but owes me BIGTIME.