Go Go Go !!!!

Fantastic news (for us local people anyway)

It was announce on Friday that the British Grand Prix will move from Silverstone to Donington in 2010, this is due to problems between the British Racing Drivers Club (BRDC) and Bernie Ecclestone.
Whatever the issues are, I don't care, being an F1 fan for 2o years, (yes even before I was born), I have been wanting to go to a race for about 6 years although never actually bothered to, I had a ticket for last year but had to give it away so I have my knee op, and this years lot of "4 freebies" fell through..

Donington is in Leicester/Nottingham/Derby depending on your choice and is less than 45 minutes from my house, so come race weekend, I'll be able to get there in 2ish hours.

Can't wait - and Leah enjoy it even more then (She is also a fan of F1 - has been since 20 days old).
BTW:- Lewis Hamilton - well done

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Lewis Hamilton - You Tit !!!!

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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.