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Oddly, I am sadly lacking in drunken phone calls from Wales. Why can this be I wonder?

Had lovely quiet weekend down at home, sorting through Stuff and clearing out the last few boxes of books and Treasures, in advance of the Big Clearout next weekend before the house goes on the market. Which will be very weird, even if it is All For The Best, and so on. Very weird indeed.

Still, in an ever changing world, it's nice to know you can always rely on the shinners to fuck things up for all of us yet again, while still blaming it all on everyone else.

Right, pub now!

hussy-ing

So, if anyone else out there would like their bright new future ruined, let me know.
Apparently all I have to do is show up.

Upon Reflection, and more cider.

UIM Alan? Is a total and utter twat. And the Turkish GF is just weird.


Me? I'm lovely.