Wednesday night is pool league night, Iâve had a skin full, I want to continue reading Ready Player One, the words are all a blurâŚ
Why must everything always happen at once?
In the past week:
Weâve had an offer on an house accepted. So all the stress that comes with that. Estate Agents, Solicitors, Mortgage Brokers.
Had to attend an engagement party in Newark, which also involved several cancelled trains, delays and diversions. Granted, it was a lovely day - shudder to think how much is being spent on the wedding(s).
Our boiler has broken, of course the landlord is relying on me trying to solve all this - and being there whenever someone decides to show up - not like I have a job or anything.
And our Airbnb appartment in Barcelona for Primavera has just cancelled. Leaving us with the choice of either spending 3-4 times what we initally planned, or be on the other side of town with no hope of getting to and from the festival.
Heart feels like it is about to burst out of my chest.
I have no idea on what you mean apart from Wednesday was pool night.
The Wifes Bank account has just been hacked luckily no overdraft facility but WTF
That what she told you?
We will find out when the main branch opens in the morning and somebody can tell us exactly where and when the money left the account.
Doing tâweekly big shop, getting home and finding the 8 pack of Penguins I purchased only contained 6!
I got more annoyed than I probably should have.
First world problems peopleâŚ
Global warming innit.
And Iâd even cleaned the BBQ specially like.
Queue jumpers.
Yes, I know it makes me a petty arsehole, but if I have been queueing 2 hours to get into rough trade with a stinking hangover you have another thing coming if you think I ainât gonna kick off at you.
That anoys the fuck out of me as well especially at airport immigration
âWe were with these people on the plane they are with usâ
âWell go back to where they joined the queue thenâ is the standard responce
The Americans and Eastern Europeans are the worst at this I can say.
Itâs a lovely Saturday so why not take some stuff to the dumpâŚalong with the rest of Cobham
Then find out the dump has turned into a Neighbourhood Recycling Center. Whatâs that I hear you say? Itâs a place where every single item you want to dump has to go into a different skipâŚfucking eco-mentalists!
I still find this annoying at bus stops in London where you just have to run to the door and hope you can squeeze on. Or when there is only a few of you, the one who was there first is likely the last on.
The day before you have to go back for a only a 21 day Betty Ford Clinic this time.
Can you find the stuff you need?
Do you get e-mails from people already there can you just bring me this?
Half the stuff they want is illeagal in ther own countries. (Why can I not spell ill eagle)
The family wants a get together for a sit down meal.
The wife has changed the chief housemaid so none of the others has a clue what to do.
The driver has requested time off and the replacement has never driven to Manila before.
Luckily I have already checked in so its only a bag drop but knowing Duterte he has changed some rule or the other which will mean me hanging around for a couple of hours with no bar.
Oh dear there goes another beautiful relationshipâŚhow did she find out?
The amount of dust that collects in fans and the high ballache level of cleaning them.
Is this what Bazza means about a bad atmosphere at SMS?
Indubitably.
Just wait until youâve got to pay for it too Cobs ⌠you canât chuck fuck all away in Carrotland without someone in a hi-viz sucking through their teeth and fleecing you for the pleasure of emptying your own shit into a skip. then they wonder why thereâs such a problem with fly tipping. Doh.
Prefabricated houses can fuck off, as can the people that buy them.
âItâs cheaper to get them built elsewhereâ, says defensive buyer.
Not for all the people on the M6 stuck behind your two lane thrift, you cunt.