Had a dream last night that I was parading around in a wedding dress. Quite disturbing but I looked lovely. It's thursday again which means one thing - Eastbourne! Tra la la! Kitchen is being delivered tomorrow, how exciting, will the delivery man speak? Will he be a chirpy card after a cup of tea or will he be a grunter without a personality?
One thing's for sure it will be nice to have the front door open for a little while. Kitchen smells do tend to settle in the communal areas at our flat, the other residents tend to favour traditional english fare and the faint aroma of cabbage tends to pervade. The ladyfriend and I intend to place a discreet plug in somewhere.
Mr Clive and Mr Drew are arriving on Friday, our first house guests, we shall have them hard at it before they take their coats off. (kitchen unit assembly)
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