It has been so long since my last blog, sorry, I really should get back into it and I will, I have been lurking in the background don’t you worry, but with nothing to say of any interest but now I have, wait for it……… you might want to sit down for this one. I have been seeing a lovely fella who is even more of an excentric than I am, if that’s possible, his name is Tony and he is an undertaker, now don’t laugh, he never smells of formaldehyde and is a total gentleman, not pushy if you know what I mean girls and it feels good.
What else has happened, well not a lot really, Gray’s results came back “inconclusive” you alway’s need an answer as to why, to make it final, but I guess it was just his time to sleep.
Oh I did see a house wearing it’s deckies the other day, far too early or what? It’s only October for god sake, I love Christmas but let’s keep it where it belongs “in December” the pumpkins are going to clash, mind you they may go unnoticed here in England, the harvest was small because of the weather, or so they say, I think they’re keeping all the good big ones for themselves, I could be wrong.
The best meal I ever ate, was Christmas dinner when we lived and worked in Blackpool, we’d been there a week before we got work, I worked in the pub near where we lived (a grotty bed-sit) and Steve worked in a hotel further up the coast, it was christmas day and we both worked the dinner shift, we were absolutely skint and when I say skint, I mean we didn’t have a penny to our name and hadn’t eaten properly for three day’s, I felt really down, but still wore a smile, the pub closed and the boss gave us all a bottle of wine and a box of sweets and my tip’s of course, I was so made up, the feeling was unbelievable, I couldn’t describe it if I had the words (if you know what I mean)
I went back home (to grotty bed-sit) and waited for Steve to finish and come home, “Oh my god” when he did he had a big box just full of food, all cooked and ready to eat, duck, turkey, roasties, veg all wrapped in foil and two slices of cake and two bottles of wine wrapped in Christmas paper, oh the smell and the joy when we unwrapped it all, “two kids, first Christmas” lol (the hotel where he worked had so much left over that they shared it between the “staff on”) it was bloody marvelous. We had our Christmas dinner on the bed, laughing our heads off watching Dudley Moore being Arthur, so much so that Steve fell off the bed lmao. Good day’s.