As many before me have observed, more eloquently most likely, life has a penchant towards swinging for your nuts when you’re down. Things can be going quite well, as they were, and then life can go a bit shite.
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See, the weekend was looking quite good; going on the beer with some of the lads from LUGS until what started out as an unpleasant sensation in my stomach carried on to be a fiery pain in the arse for the rest of the weekend and most of today. That’s a general indication of what’s happening to me at the moment. So I’ve decided that I’m going to write off May here-and-now. Disappointing as I was hoping to leave it at writing off February and March for the time being.
At least I was amused by these alternative definitions of shite. Thanks Google.