*Clears up kitchen, makes tea, lets in and has sympathy for young man of the house who has returned home at 9am having done a sleepover on new year with a mental health patient and it hasnt gone well. Goes back to bed.
"Shhhhhh"
"What? The walls in this place are 8 feet bloody thick"
"no, it's me. And stop swearing"
"OK then"
*Gets dressed
"Fuck fuck fuck, I forgot to pack any fucking socks"
"Stop swearing"
"Fucking fuck fuck"
"Here, wear mine"
"Thank you dear, maybe there will be a sock shop open in Fladbury, this New Year's Day, when we go there for lunch"
A good start to the New Year, and I was allowed to dance with all manner of gorgeous women last night*photos to follow. 2010 might be alright. She says she loves me.
1 comment:
Happy 2010 to a lovely couple!
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