Last day at work before the Ladyfriend and I hit the Med, oooh I feel like putting on the disco music now! I've had quite enough of this work thing at the moment and I am cock-a-hoop that I can have a week of the real world for a change.
Shangrila, it's just a shame that one has to return. It's quite ironic that the safety work brings also entails a fear of living a life you would prefer.
I'm putting the pinny on tonight and cooking for Mr Drew and Mr Clive. I am doing pig pesto (my dish of choice at the moment) Unfortunately Mr Clive has a food allergy and can't take poultry - a giant of a man and a chicken can floor him.
Tomorrow it's off down to Eastbourne to take a butchers at Enys Road, please Flat Fairy sprinkle some good luck dust on this one!
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