Here i am again, happy as a cloud!
It's been a while, but i'll try and be brief (quick, not a pair of men's underpants)!
Last Thursday....that would be the 31st, i was home at 3.30pm and napping by 4pm, Andy came up in the evening and we watched the box........all v.exciting!
Friday was a dull day, worked...blah blah! we decided to knock the pictures on the head......we watched Kill Bill 2 (finally) on DVD, early to bed and early to rise.
Saturday AP was off to his rugby, me and Ruth did lunch (Lillibets 2 for 1), then wasted the day in Asda, just for the sake, i purchased 2 new Cd's for my journey to the South.
Called at Marlo's, she wasn't in so nicked off home, Ruth went back to M&D's later as she is a better more wholesome caring Daughter, i went to fetch rugga bugga boyfriend from the rugga bugga club, nipped in his home, so he could change from his shirt and tie, into t.shirt and tracky's, caught Gill in her towel and Dave topless..........nice!
Chatted a wee while, me and the Porrait had a lazy evening planned as long drive the next Morning......eek!
Had a nice evening meal cooked by Moi, AP went to bed early to watch the boxing, i packed, read magazines....blah blah, up the apples and pears at midnight, boyf was asleep but awoke wanting some loving..........doh!
Sunday, up with the larks after SSMS, bacon butties, mugs of coffee, morning T.V (aaargh!), then dropped Andy home and set off to the M1 at 10.45am...........was at Northampton 2 hrs later where i stopped for Sunday dinner of fillet o'fish.....oooh it's a long way to Southampton, but i had the Stone Roses and Take That for company. :o)
Was at the Smithe's whitewashed country cottage, complete with thatched stylee roof, at 3pm, she'd just got in from shopping (toy guns, face paints, etc), with some random in hippy flower skirts, called Sam.
Turned out this Sam person (who is she? who is she? where did you find her?) had just turned up to visit for a few days uninvited and had spread her clothes and belongings all over my room.........the cunt!
She was proper getting on my nerves, wanted to chat to Helly about allsorts, but she was hanging round like a bad smell, we had an Indian takeout which i paid for as Hells is always chucking her money about.......but begrudged paying for sponger Sam's dinner too..........deep breaths.
Late to bed after watching Helen swigging Malt Whiskey like pop....tee hee!
Monday morning (i'd slept in Helen's 18th century French bed she'd bought on eBay, which was a bit eerie), slept in, then gave Sam the slip after breakfast and we headed for Brighton beach in Helen's bright yellow VW camper van (it looked more like a sunshine coach) but she insisted we drove in style!!??!
Had a nice day, had a pizza in a posh restaurant, Helen washed hers down with 2 glasses of red (when did she turn Alky without me noticing?), mooched round the shops, walked on the seafront for miles, went on Brighton pier, went on the beach......really pebbly!
Then set off home v.late via Sainsbury's for tea bits, back to Bassett at 10pm..........flipping Sam was in the bath (as she hadn't had all day to bathe), i was aching all over, needed my jimmies on and some nice grub!
Had soup and French bread, Helen started on the Glenfidich........i went to bed early and left Sam talking at Helen.
Tuesday we'd decided to go to the Eden project so we'd to be up early, unfortunately they'd checked the travel time on the net last night and was an 8hr round trip, for a day out..............erm!? me thinks not.
Had eggs and soldiers, then went off in the sunshine bus to Salisbury Catherdral/ market etc, shuffled around all day like pensioners, stopping for a cream tea at Poppy's cafe, it's So pretty down there, was very hot...was a tad sticky!
Nice day out though, seemingly you can light a candle and make a wish in the Catherdal, didn't bother as my Tarot cards had rightly said i had everything i wished for and more.
Home early, feet up, read mags, looked on'net, Good old Yorkshire tea of pie, potatoes and broccoli, fully chilled out....(you never rest at home, there's always stuff to be doing), sat up late, the Whiskey was out, candles lit, indepth chats....Sam had fooked off to London (good)....felt completely at peace.. apart from the creepy crawlies in the house, was sure i could hear a bee in Hell's bedroom and i've come home with 2 jocker flea bites!
Oh and Helen made me catch a 10" spider in a glass and throw it in the garden.
And there was an earwig under the soap in the bathroom, but i think all this is part and parcel of being a hippy Lesbian.(not me.........i'm parcial to cock, Helen.........you buffoon)
Bed late like i said and Wednesday was up at 9.30am, brekkie, packed and was on the homeward stretch at 11am............4 1/2 hrs to get home, but it flew!
Was unpacked, bathed, washer on, had phoned Mum and was afternoon napping by 4pm.
Andy came straight from Gym, was v.happy to see him, even if it was brief as he was allowed to go and watch England..........so last night, dined on Welsh rarebait and soup, then started the Mammoth clean out, to make space for said boyfriend!
Got as far as the Bathroom, still.... managed to loz a binliner of 1/2 used toiletries away!
I'll get there, bit by bit!
