Let's face it, I aint up to manual labour. I awoke this moring as week as a kitten. My calves ached, how and why should they ache from cleaning an oven? The ladfriend and I have decided not to go down to Eastbourne today because the flat that we wanted to see is unavailable to view. It has a tennant problem where clearly they don't want to leave and are therefore making it hard to sell. As we are going to see a flat in the 'Little Chelsea' - get me - on Friday we have decided to skip it today.
We are going to take a mince around Ikea and have a nice lunch in their canteen, pop over to Watford and generally take things free and easy, do as we damn well pleasey. The ladyfriend hit the bottle last night and I can see the bruises this morning so sssshhhh! It's oh so quiet.
Hey, I won the auction on ebay last night and now own the sophia loren and peter sellers lp with 'bangers and mash' on. Joy of all joys.
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