Irreverant chat and daily training
oh dear - still dribbling?
That sounds outrageous!
It's still a bit hurty where the tooth was. Have just managed to eat an apple. I realise I shall be forever retrieving bits of food from the new cranny
been to vet again - or as Floosie rightly says - Clive's dealer
I miss the trips to the dealer. Gordon's was particularly lovely and doesn't seem anywhere near as expensive as those in Leafy Tedd. Drugs in Croydon, cheap? Surely not!
Could do with a bit of speed myself. In every sense of the word.
Wondered if I was going to get arrested in Sainsbury's as I was emptying all my drugs out of their cardboard packaging so I could fit the food shopping in my rucsac (I went by bike woohoo).
Now I'm home alone. Megawomble has stood me up but at least he's re-scheduled for tomorrow (I expect I shall have to feed him) and the Frog is in foreign parts. What shall I do on a sunny Saturday evening? BBQ for one? A sausage might go down quite well.
I'll have you know, I am having nothing to do with foreign parts, thank you.
I did however eat some kangaroo and some reindeer last night. Local delicacies, I am given to understand. And I am writing this, sitting at a cafe called "Portofino" with an Italian flag outside, but which offers "English breakfast" . I am contemplating having Sønday lønch in Møn.
I'm trying to work out from that where you are
Nephew 1's Brazilian Babe has asked me to walk her down the aisle when they're wed on Friday week
that post was deliberately phrased to avoid any innuendo
a first for this thread
don't worry, it won't last
there has followed a flurry of phone calls regarding measurements for the matching suits to be worn by myself, N1, N2 (best man), and N3 (usher)
the latest is that the waiscoats are going to be 'Byron' style, not 'Shelley' as previously stated
it can only get more extreme over the coming fortnight
What a lovely thing to be asked to do, yeo.
And how lovely of Plodders to lower the tone for you.
I actually managed double figures for my weekly mileage total last week. Though as one of my running buddies said on Friday, the older you get it is the minutes that you count and not the miles.
So that's 120 for me last week then. Triple figures!
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