Christmas tree will be going up on Friday, I dare say the garden centres will be swarming with snotty kids dressed like prostitutes. I am ready to embrace the season and therefore will pay no heed. Children terrify me these days, I feel vunerable in their presence. Talking of presents, Lola turns 34 on Sunday, God bless my jaded soul.
09 December, 2004
Stay out of the pubs, the clubs and the BHS restaurant - there is plague afoot. My Wonderful Mother telephoned me this morning and I am shocked to discover that a terrible malady has taken half her village. To quote the local chemist "if this keeps up we shall run out of imodium." I am glad I am heading off to Eastbourne this weekend. Hopefully the sea air will act like a bottle of Miltons.
No comments:
Post a Comment