Games we play

It seems that most of the games bloggers on here want to play is husband and wife plus one games. which os fun but as the wives with the help of thier husbands (or the othr way round) seem to make up the rules, how do the others (males or females) get to play? What do couples look for? I can start to answer that but you might disagree, flexability, the couple would like to be able to draw the other players into whatever they have discussed rather than follow the demands of the extra player. Respect, nobody is doing anybody a favour, everyone has fun. if you want to comment then I will be happy to try to cary this on.

Today of all days I have decided to write about playing games, following last nights England game. I am not a follower of football but I do enjoy watching a good game. But the real skill from last nights game came more from the after match comments than anything seen on the pitch. The full acceptance of responsibility by the manager for a poor match (well it would be hard to deny). But I wonder about the comments we never hear,,, Well I must first say it wasn’t the fault of the lads they all played like they normally do, I picked them and I decided the tactics the team just did their best, mind you we do have some players unavailable which will upset the team game it’s hard to field a good side when most of the team have never met. And don’t forget some of them don’t talk to each other. Mind you it was not the fault of the lads they played well, it was the rules that got in the way last night if you just make a slight change in the rules we would have had a drawn match, we scored one and they scored one that’s a draw for me unless you follow the rules. So you may well criticise the 4,5,2, I put out but it’s the rules that stop me using the 5, 5, 5 line up we need for some of these world class teams like the one we played last night (I’ve forgotten their name). We had a lot of bad luck with the laundry that was a key element in the outcome, none of our lads who played, well you can’t take it away from them, none of them had socks on that had been properly treated with fabric softener. Right, now I have to go now, and pick up me bungs… That’s not why I have started the blog I am going to explore the sexual games we play – next time!