Did a small job this morning. Got back at lunchtime thinking I had an easy afternoon but instead my brother phones asking to give him a hand putting some gravel down in his drive. Just under 5 tonnes later and a ****load of wheelbarrow loads I'm now absolutely knackered. Gotta decide what's for dinner now.
5 tonnes of gravel is a fair amount. How would a ****y ***** tea total vegan freak survive working like that? Oh look at all the energy i get from this really ****ing gay stick off ****ing ****ty celery.
Each village is allowed one, as long as he doesn't go to the same village as matths, he should be ok.
Curry went down a treat. Chicken Pakora, Lamb Pathia, pilau rice and a few naans. Now for some wine. Haven't decided on a film but will probably end up watching the Chelsea game first.
on way home from work, knackered ain't the word, but that's what ya get when you stay up til four sniffin