I’ve seen it, and I can tell you that you aren’t doing it justice.
I hope you find the bastard who left that broken-down car at the gate.
I got Chambers to tow it over to the main gates as there had been a local sighting of Travellers.
Not a fan of Travellers, either of them.
I’m guessing you’ll be as happy as I am about the new dwelling on the corner of Rownhams Lane and Bracken Road then.
I haven’t had a chance to get a good look recently…not a fuckin’ caravan is it?
I doubt you’ll be thrilled.
I’ll say no more.
Ah the Millenium Bridge, such a great landmark of what modern London is all about
Yeah, right.
I’ve got tomorrow off, so that means I can have a few beers tonight.
In celebration, I have written a small song which nicks its chorus from this song.
Yes sir, it’s my Friday
Because I’ve got tomorrow off
It’s my Friday, it’s my Friday
Now fuck off!
Wasn’t brave enough to set that as an out of office message though.
Wedding taxi duties.
7 clients in van.
We have a crash.
I got a round of applause.
We hit 2 wild boar who literally ran out a hedge! but missed the other 10 or so with some deft steering and breaking.
No drinks were spilled & the 2 boars got up after bouncing on the road and ran off.
Front bumper & wheel arch covered in pig shit, no discernible damage to van.
My knees & back are shot to hell, but the reactions are still working!
Picked up 3 new chickens today.
The last 3 were eaten by the local fox several weeks ago, and it has been a lean few weeks on the egg front!
Why don’t you take to eating Foxes?
Took Lady Slowlane into TOWN this morning. We left the Tesla at home and used the Shooting Brake.
Lady Slowlane looks at the fuel gauge and tuts. I comment that there’s enough in the tank to get us to Oxford and back.
“OK” she says, “there might be some Filling Stations with petrol on the way”
“What if there isn’t,” I reply.
“There might be on the way back”
She’s a bright cookie.
One of the few times I’ll accept that dastardly French metric system!