As promised (I know you’ve been almost dying to see these!) Here are some pics of my mum’s bits bites. She has 27 in all! Ouch ouch ouch!

They’re all over her feet.

And just to prove a point, They’ve bitten her back something chronic as well!

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I was pretty bored earlier, no change there then. So, I stumbled across this mini interview from Marie Claire magazine about Freddie (obviously). Pardon my random red comments, "Normal" blogging will resume shortly.

What would you do if you weren't a footballer? 
A fighter pilot. It was my childhood dream. 
Like Top Gun? 
Yeah!

Any vices? 
Hmmm… 
Apart from the chocolate cake I've just seen you eat! 
Don't say that! I do love liquorice.
Ah you sugar addict!
What's your big indulgence? 
I love clothes and furniture, too. 

If your life was a film, who would be your leading lady?
I don't have a wife or a girlfriend, so it would be difficult to have a leading lady!
Um, Hello! What about ME??
OK then, who would play you? 
Johnny Depp or Russell Crowe. 

Now the big question: is scoring goals better than sex?
No! 
Is it true you're not allowed sex before a match? 
We are always in a hotel the night before, so it's probably true. I try not to. 
You try not to, or you try not to stick to the rule? 
No, I try not to have sex!
That’s a lie, and you know it!

And your grooming routine. Do you wax? 
No, I shave. 
I see you haven't shaved. Is that why we couldn't get your top off today? 
[Laughing.] Maybe. At Calvin Klein, they waxed me. Very painful. 
Awwwww poor Freddie...
 
Random fact: Freddie has the Grease soundtrack on his iPod.
I really wanted the Grease soundtrack when I was younger but could I find it anywhere? Nope.  Did eventually get ahold of it though.

Here is the mother of all funnies (pardon the pun) right from my mum’s own mouth.

Me and Jenni are going to go and watch this weird sounding Zidane film/documentary/whatever at some point. So, I casually just informed my mum that I may be going to the Cinema on Thursday.

“What are you going to see?” She asked.

“Some weird Zidane film, Jenni wants to see it.”

“Why do you want to see that?”

“Cos I’m curious to see what it’s all about?”

“Oh I wouldn’t want to see it. That man is terrible..”

OK, so he headbutted Materazzi in the World Cup final, I can think of people who’ve done more horrible things than that!

“Um,” I said. “What terrible things?”

“Well he killed all those Iraqis and stuff didn’t he.”

Ah yes.. I forgot about Zidane’s double life as Saddam....

Well my mum’s all back from her holiday. She had a lovely break in Corfu.

Except for the 40 million mozzie bites she has. In fact, she’s been at the doctors today moaning about them and he’s signed her off from work for the week.

I’ll post pictures of her feet when she gets them off Blokey.

Yes, she and Blokey are still in love. They didn’t fight on holiday. It’s amazing!

Although, here’s a funny story. She had to go to see the doctor while on holiday (still about the mosquito bites) and they didn’t have enough money on them to pay him, so, one of them needed to go and find a cash machine. Blokey offered to stay at the surgery while my mum, who was the injured ill soul here, had to go wandering about looking for the ATM!!

It’s so Blokey-like, It’s funny!

Other than that and the moaning about the hard bed, the unimpressive breakfast and god knows what else, He wasn’t too bad.

I guess he’s realised that my mum is too good to let go. Aww.