It’s cool. I’ve just been making my way through 2 packets of southern fried chicken which I didn’t realise went out of date at midnight. Got there just in time. Spliff rolled now, though.
Now I’m back Spurlock has disappeared. Gunna have to start putting his not606 schedule in my diary, I think.
Nah, I just needed to get back here sharpish. Hopefully restrictions will stay until about October/November when I’ll be ready to resume our relationship.
Party was mental. It was wall to wall with fanny. Everybody got hammered and had a good night but it was a nightmare trying to get a taxi home. Thinking of going camping next week for a few nights so me and Skye will probably just jump on the train to Carlisle and go from there. Didn’t see anybody today but got a few lads coming around tomorrow to help me put the new shed up.