We checked. It's not on. The ****ing landlord did play Vera Lynn singing "I'm forever blowing bubble" three times yesterday afternoon Off for two seeks. Down to London tomorrow with my youngest daughter to stay at my mate's. Friday's sorted. Doing the boat to Greenwich again, bite to eat, few pints and back on the boat. Going to meet my uni mate at Borough Market in the evening for a few more jars and some scran. I texted my daughter to ask if there was anything she particularly like to do and she replied the Tate Modern I've been round there with my mate and we just wandered around laughing. I called her to tell her and she suggested that it might be a good time to take some of the mushrooms she's picked
tell your landord you are actually protesting his ignorance and not coming in for the week or so you are off. he'll never try that **** on again. the loss of 50% of his revenue will frighten him
I just read all 738 pages and now I'm going to cut my eyes out. Joking... About reading 738 pages... I am going to cut my eyes out though.
Did she French kiss you and give you the French pox because you didn't wear a French letter after she seduced you over a breakfast of French toast?