Still haven’t seen any Big Brother 7. But it’s only a matter of time. I know that. I don’t know how long I can go on without witnessing conversations like this:
“You’re a parody of John Inman and Mrs Doubtfire,” she told him, in spite of his insistence that he was more like the filmic character “Big Momma”.
somewhere around here.
Near the frog treat maggot bag.
From the forum of a website dedicated to the Alton Towers theme park:
We was on the field today during dinner and this year 9 chavs nicked our football, 5 minutes later we all ran after them to take the ball back. One of my mates Harry pushed one of them over while taclking the ball of them, he came upto him saying “You call that a tackle maggot?, you pushed me over maggot. What you looking at maggot, i’ll get my cousin onto you maggot”
I replied ” What the whole of Newark? ” and he looked nervous and shy then and walked of and once again called us all maggots
annoying naive little sh!t
Did you have a nice time in the Azores?
I didn’t exactly accomplish everything I wanted to while in the Yook, but I did:
1. Make lifelong friends with the most affectionate couple in Britain;

2. Enjoy early evening drinks outdoors;

3. Celebrate some random girl’s 21st birthday;

4. Learn the art of seductive lifesize chess;
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5. Eat and drink far too much;

   a. see above

6. Celebrate firefighters (and their hoses).

I miss Blackpool.
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bored of the fact that tomorrow I’ll be working, rather than leaping through poppy fields

how dull.
how incredibly dull.
Such a lot to do. My hands are gnarled from gardening. There’s a hole in the roof which is plugged with a pair of old pants and a coat hanger. The frogs went quiet for a couple of days but are back on song now. Normand is planting vegetables today with his helper whose name I can never remember but it sounds a bit like Taggart so we call him Taggart. What a trip it’s been. If I were to sum it up in a single photo, I’d say it was the opposite of this:

you try this:

I’d come and watch, but I’m currently here:
