The bank holiday
Friday: Aldo's was very nice as always, i fetched Sarah, MJ and Ellie were already there at 8pm, we were seated quite quickly and ate like Kings........Sarah and i shared our starters, spare ribs, tomato garlic bread and garlic mushrooms, i had Spaghetti carbonarra main, which was quite salty.
10pm, we split the bill and had a quick drink in spoons, then i said Au revoir to MJ and wished him luck down in Leatherhead, got in the car and sped to the club where Andy was inside propping the bar up wi'lads, i sat with Caroline, Woz and Molly outside, Andy brought me a coke, we went inside when it started drizzling and all chatted away quite merrily, Katy was a bit squiffy, i ended up dropping her and Grant off home, me and Ap were in bed at 11.20pm, reading and watching t.v respectively.
Asleep soon after.
Saturday was an ok day, Andy left for cricket, i read and went back to sleep, called at Mum's and offered to take her to see Uncle Mo, who was telling me his Anaesthetist is one of Andy's mates, dropped Mum back and had some nice fish for tea.
Spent forever getting ready to go to Guy and Maria's engagement do, dragging myself away from the Xfactor........excellent.
It was a nice night, they had a pig roast, which was cool............ but there was hardly anyone there, i mean Scholes Cricket club is hardly the largest venue in the world and it was still only 1/2 full! v.strange, still..... nice pork and apple sandwiches (get that fucking stuffing away from me you dirty bastards), Ange got on my nerves, i'm not going into it, but we left at about 11.30 with Caroline and Warren, home again at midnight ish, slumber, sex and all that jazz!!!!
Sunday the Sabbath, we were awake with the larks, up and about, had coffees, dressed, even had Bacon butties at Gill and Dave's, called at My Mum's to drop Martyn's birthday present off and nattered away till mid afternoon.
Dropped Andy off at the boozer, i mowed the lawn like a good little wife, did the washing, had some shepherds pie, then called back up to Mum's in the evening and we both went over to Ruth's where we stayed till 10.15pm, nattering away for England.
Home and to bed early so i would be bright as a button for our romantic day out in the Dales yesterday. Hmmmm!!??!
Bank holiday Monday, cats were driving me mad so threw them out at 9am, they were back in looking sorry for themselves at 10.30am, while i was ringing one very hung-over boyfriend and getting him out of bed to go on our day excursion.
Fetched him at 11.15am, by the time we'd got to Denholme he was sick all over the side of the road, i was crying, black storm clouds were looming in the distance, we turned the car round and cut our losses.
Went to Shibden park to get some air, got drenched through, but not as bad as the folk in the boat sheltering under the trees.
Nipped into John and Clare's to get Andy's hoodie, where John told his big brother that when he moves in at Christmas the 1st thing is to get Sky sports on both t.v's. Cheers, big ears!
Home and laid on the sofas for the afternoon, was going to go over to Matt's but made a mistake by texting his home phone number, by the time he'd called back, Andy had thrown up again and was snoring soundly looking very sorry for himself. I chatted to Matt for 1/2 hr, read a magazine, then we watched The Da Vinci code (what a bag o' wind) when Andy woke up, while eating kettle chips and drinking ribena, had tea, i had pie, chips and peas, Andy had a pork steak, chips and gravy, we then watched what seemed like 8hrs of the Simpsons and Malcolm in the middle.
I went for a long soak in the bath, had a bit of a cuddle and both agreed we'd had better days.
What a waste of a fooking bank holiday, ran Andy home, ligged about all night watching some hippies breastfeeding their 5 year old brats and getting new born babies to poo in pint glasses as they didn't agree with nappies, on t.v.....good old channel 5.
Bed soon after tutting and kicking the cat, read a bit and slept a solid 7 1/2hrs. Back at work today got caught in the horific tailback after the 7 car pile up on the M62....2 people dead and here i am moaning about nothing!
Kind of puts things into perspective.
10pm, we split the bill and had a quick drink in spoons, then i said Au revoir to MJ and wished him luck down in Leatherhead, got in the car and sped to the club where Andy was inside propping the bar up wi'lads, i sat with Caroline, Woz and Molly outside, Andy brought me a coke, we went inside when it started drizzling and all chatted away quite merrily, Katy was a bit squiffy, i ended up dropping her and Grant off home, me and Ap were in bed at 11.20pm, reading and watching t.v respectively.
Asleep soon after.
Saturday was an ok day, Andy left for cricket, i read and went back to sleep, called at Mum's and offered to take her to see Uncle Mo, who was telling me his Anaesthetist is one of Andy's mates, dropped Mum back and had some nice fish for tea.
Spent forever getting ready to go to Guy and Maria's engagement do, dragging myself away from the Xfactor........excellent.
It was a nice night, they had a pig roast, which was cool............ but there was hardly anyone there, i mean Scholes Cricket club is hardly the largest venue in the world and it was still only 1/2 full! v.strange, still..... nice pork and apple sandwiches (get that fucking stuffing away from me you dirty bastards), Ange got on my nerves, i'm not going into it, but we left at about 11.30 with Caroline and Warren, home again at midnight ish, slumber, sex and all that jazz!!!!
Sunday the Sabbath, we were awake with the larks, up and about, had coffees, dressed, even had Bacon butties at Gill and Dave's, called at My Mum's to drop Martyn's birthday present off and nattered away till mid afternoon.
Dropped Andy off at the boozer, i mowed the lawn like a good little wife, did the washing, had some shepherds pie, then called back up to Mum's in the evening and we both went over to Ruth's where we stayed till 10.15pm, nattering away for England.
Home and to bed early so i would be bright as a button for our romantic day out in the Dales yesterday. Hmmmm!!??!
Bank holiday Monday, cats were driving me mad so threw them out at 9am, they were back in looking sorry for themselves at 10.30am, while i was ringing one very hung-over boyfriend and getting him out of bed to go on our day excursion.
Fetched him at 11.15am, by the time we'd got to Denholme he was sick all over the side of the road, i was crying, black storm clouds were looming in the distance, we turned the car round and cut our losses.
Went to Shibden park to get some air, got drenched through, but not as bad as the folk in the boat sheltering under the trees.
Nipped into John and Clare's to get Andy's hoodie, where John told his big brother that when he moves in at Christmas the 1st thing is to get Sky sports on both t.v's. Cheers, big ears!
Home and laid on the sofas for the afternoon, was going to go over to Matt's but made a mistake by texting his home phone number, by the time he'd called back, Andy had thrown up again and was snoring soundly looking very sorry for himself. I chatted to Matt for 1/2 hr, read a magazine, then we watched The Da Vinci code (what a bag o' wind) when Andy woke up, while eating kettle chips and drinking ribena, had tea, i had pie, chips and peas, Andy had a pork steak, chips and gravy, we then watched what seemed like 8hrs of the Simpsons and Malcolm in the middle.
I went for a long soak in the bath, had a bit of a cuddle and both agreed we'd had better days.
What a waste of a fooking bank holiday, ran Andy home, ligged about all night watching some hippies breastfeeding their 5 year old brats and getting new born babies to poo in pint glasses as they didn't agree with nappies, on t.v.....good old channel 5.
Bed soon after tutting and kicking the cat, read a bit and slept a solid 7 1/2hrs. Back at work today got caught in the horific tailback after the 7 car pile up on the M62....2 people dead and here i am moaning about nothing!
Kind of puts things into perspective.
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