In the doghouse
Ok as some of you know Memphis has recently moved to Newbury. We moved a couple of weeks back and Ive been on the job hunt since,I say hunt, the jobs found me, I start one on Monday. So anyway, these past two weeks Ive been at a loose end so Mrs Memphis invited me to her Friday afternoon kickboxing class. Not really my cup of tea to be honest but I was doing nothing else so went along. Now Ive never done any kicking, karate, kickboxing ect ect, but with boxing and paying attention I quickly had the moves down and I was front/side and back kicking with the best of em. Anyway, the guy who runs it comes around and says "Matt you done any martial arts before, you've got good balance ect ect..." With that I can see the red fog appear in Mrs Memphis's eyes, what started out as a gently pad session was suddenly of great importance, I'd invaded her lunch time fun and she was getting stroppy about it
Didnt help that I tried to give her advice when blocking punches 
As I said I start a job on Monday so I cant go anymore, Ive got the address of a gym not too far away that does cage fighting so Im going to give that a whirl.
So come on fella's, who's been in the doghouse for similar...........or worse?
When God said to the both of us "Which one of you wants to be Sugar Ray?" I guess I didnt raise my hand fast enough
Charley Burley
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