London got the olympics
How exciting, just hope, now Matt's pointed it out, that the Council tax isn't increased and the money to fund it should come out of the Government and the national lottery pots.
Richard is going to Trafalgar Square after work to a mini celebratory concert, bet it won't be as good as Cleckheaton folk festival last weekend, conjoined with the annual Scout and Guides Field day............god we're such country bumpkins!!
So my week in short:
Monday... trauma over.
Jim went round and fitted new pane of glass.
So only one fucked shed and one fucked window lock to sort.
Called at Grandmas on the way home it was her 83rd birthday, took her flowers and card, she was bragging how clever her budgie was chirping, turned out the noise was actually the battery running low in her smoke alarm.....senile,senile,senile!
Home and took Donna and Tony (next door) a thank-you crate of beer round.
Went to Marlene's and took her a box of samples, for the old folks home summer fare at the weekend, for tombolas and raffles and suchlike.
Home finally ,sacked diet off as i was tired and feeling faint, had chicken pasta and phoned Chris to explain what had happened and re-arranged to go over a week on Friday.
Bed, BB and double bill of Shameless, great, was still watching t.v at 1.20am, not great!
Tuesday..forgotten all about trauma.
Good day at work, I'm finding loads of parcels which is strange as i never do any work.
But this month we've bought, 85k worth of taps, 5k toiletries, 15k prams, 14k boxers & socks, 100k of bedding, 11k paper (loads of commission).
Called at Spugs on the way home to drop more Kenwood gear off.
Home, did my hair, made salad for today's lunch, had lamb chops for tea, then settled down to Holby, Cutting it,BB and Sugar Rush.......... Matt phoned, to tell me Warren had had a phone call for my Dad.
Then Chris phoned with an up-date on Joanne's accident, poor Joanne, i hope she pulls through, gosh my Prayers are with Evelyn and David.
Felt a bit moggy after the call, counted my blessings and went to bed, to watch the box again, shouted at Luther for salivating on brand new quilt while i'm at work.
Wednesday...trauma never happened.
Done jack shit today, going to do even less tonight.
Am umming and aahing whether to go to Matt's with MJ at the weekend.
Still in 2 minds, don't know who'll be about if i stay home as Spug is in Wales.
Maybe Tina and Beth will play out, Hayley usually stays in on a Sat.
On the downside, of going out for a top night in Manchester down canal street, with great mates.
The expense, bad nights kip on a sofa, having to get up early and driving back hung-over, will they want to go to a wrong ens club? won't see AP and I'm away next weekend.....ooh! i think I've just talked myself out of it.
I'm so old!
Richard is going to Trafalgar Square after work to a mini celebratory concert, bet it won't be as good as Cleckheaton folk festival last weekend, conjoined with the annual Scout and Guides Field day............god we're such country bumpkins!!
So my week in short:
Monday... trauma over.
Jim went round and fitted new pane of glass.
So only one fucked shed and one fucked window lock to sort.
Called at Grandmas on the way home it was her 83rd birthday, took her flowers and card, she was bragging how clever her budgie was chirping, turned out the noise was actually the battery running low in her smoke alarm.....senile,senile,senile!
Home and took Donna and Tony (next door) a thank-you crate of beer round.
Went to Marlene's and took her a box of samples, for the old folks home summer fare at the weekend, for tombolas and raffles and suchlike.
Home finally ,sacked diet off as i was tired and feeling faint, had chicken pasta and phoned Chris to explain what had happened and re-arranged to go over a week on Friday.
Bed, BB and double bill of Shameless, great, was still watching t.v at 1.20am, not great!
Tuesday..forgotten all about trauma.
Good day at work, I'm finding loads of parcels which is strange as i never do any work.
But this month we've bought, 85k worth of taps, 5k toiletries, 15k prams, 14k boxers & socks, 100k of bedding, 11k paper (loads of commission).
Called at Spugs on the way home to drop more Kenwood gear off.
Home, did my hair, made salad for today's lunch, had lamb chops for tea, then settled down to Holby, Cutting it,BB and Sugar Rush.......... Matt phoned, to tell me Warren had had a phone call for my Dad.
Then Chris phoned with an up-date on Joanne's accident, poor Joanne, i hope she pulls through, gosh my Prayers are with Evelyn and David.
Felt a bit moggy after the call, counted my blessings and went to bed, to watch the box again, shouted at Luther for salivating on brand new quilt while i'm at work.
Wednesday...trauma never happened.
Done jack shit today, going to do even less tonight.
Am umming and aahing whether to go to Matt's with MJ at the weekend.
Still in 2 minds, don't know who'll be about if i stay home as Spug is in Wales.
Maybe Tina and Beth will play out, Hayley usually stays in on a Sat.
On the downside, of going out for a top night in Manchester down canal street, with great mates.
The expense, bad nights kip on a sofa, having to get up early and driving back hung-over, will they want to go to a wrong ens club? won't see AP and I'm away next weekend.....ooh! i think I've just talked myself out of it.
I'm so old!
posted by Karen @ 2:45 PM
1 Comments:
At 3:18 PM,
Matt said…
You don't need to worry about your Council Tax that'll pay for it, just that of Londoners, it would be better if it was all British Subjects.
Yes there is expense if you come to Manchester - but I'll make you tea, you can get half of the parking from MJ and just think of the commission you'll be getting.
You can have a good nights kip on the inflatable mattress. Its really comfy and its a double
We won't be going to a wrong uns club, I can guarantee that.
And I will perform my special get rid of a hangover magic trick on you so you won't be hungover.
And you may not even see AP or get to shag him anyway.
Come on, you have to come to Manchester now. Its all arranged and everything!!
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