Just had a quick look round this yummy food festival thing on my lunch. Smells good, stalls selling interesting stuff, big beer tent etc. Bought myself a microscopic portion of Paella for £4. FOUR POUND! Had about 2 bits of chicken and one cube of chorizo in it. Why don't they change the name to "Come & Get Virtually No Dinner for your Money" Festival? Pricks. I'm pissed off about this.
The bints in your office had all the meat. They needed it to keep their strength up in this cold snap we're having.
I'm going by tomorrow before the game, food and real ale. Bound to be slightly more expensive at some stalls but looks like there is going to be plenty to choose from!!
Got indigestion now as well. USB fan turned the **** on, too hot in this office. Constant yabbering going on around me. Boring women getting up in my grill asking me questions when I'm clearly trying to ignore everyone. ****ing ****e basically.
I've been off work yesterday and today Party. Kids at the nana's today and mrs at work so I'm in the garden chilling its ace. Gonna Spain tomoz as well.
I am, you're right. Tried to run 10 miles in the baking sun last night, managed about 6. Too hot. Up at 6.30 this morning, sore. Then I get ripped off for Spanish rice. It's not right and I'm not happy about it.
Similar - ran a VERY hilly 4 miles last night. Thought I was gonna puke. Eldest son had an op on Tuesday and the effects of the anaesthetic and painkillers wore off, so he was in a lot of pain last night, meaning no sleep for me. On the upside, I did make my own lunch so I didn't get ripped off buying a mouthful of rice
I always dread the stalls going up in the City centre. People never look where they're going, they continue to walk forward but look in a completely different direction. From leaving me flat in the Old Town to Prospect St, five ****ing idiots nearly had me over and not one said sorry or excuse me!! Twats!!!
