Had a dream that Gordon Ramsay was a train ticket inspector on roller skates. My mate bought a ticket off him before getting on the train and after he handed it to my mate said “use your fucking brain!” and skated off. I then couldn’t find him to buy a ticket and started saying “where did he go the fucking twat? hate the c**t”. Harold Bishop then took off in some sort of flying contraption, did a 360 and lost his bearings, came crashing to the ground upside down, somehow didn’t break his neck.
Gonna clear out the basement and go to the tip. Also buying a car tomorrow so need to do a boring phone call with the bank. Boring Sunday - might buy some buns to cheer it up.
Nice day yesterday. Made a bechamel and assembled a lasagna for dinner later. Takin the family to the pub for a couple of drinks around lunchtime. Should be good day. Kids are watching Incredibles 2 an I’m sat on the bottom of the stairs listening to a Midwest emo playlist
Aw the flowers looked so cute @keith Not so much as a card here so big love to the mamas with no partner to enforce card making
Got my drum lesson soon, but its 4 days before my period which are The Days of Tears so I’m already crying at how thoughtful the instructor’s been so far
Jimbo was at a sleepover last night, so we had the easiest start to a Sunday in living memory this morning. I made the missus breakfast in bed since Jimbo wasn’t around to make it, and in a bit I might chop up some foliage in the garden, then we’re probably going to head over to Seaford for some fresh sea air (well, fresher than the sea air here which is mixed with all the car / bus fumes)