Mrs Grove away for the weekend so I've got to manage the kids and sort the dog on my jacks. Puppy lesson tomorrow, plenty of walks to try and knacker her out, she's full of beans with no sign of calming down yet. And the size of her dumps! Never knew that much could come out of a dog her size. Might not have to go to work next week, my firm is contemplating shutting down because of the Coronovirus outbreak. Kacking their pants now the first confirmed UK death has been announced. And yourselves?
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Well, bit a mixed bag of anal, prosecco, football and Nandos. Going to Nandos tonight, prosecco then try and nudge one into the lovely Julie's stinking fart cave. Declan's got a game tomorrow. Me and him going to Dingwall on Sunday for the game which will see the Teds start on their long journey to SPFL and Europa glory. Ready? Aye, Ready!!
I was supppsed to have a meeting yesterday, but the guy postponed until Monday. He then messaged me last night to say his business partner is conming to meeting on Monday too, as they have a very wealthy client who needs somewhere to put his money. To be honest it sounds dodgy as ****, but if I'm getting 8% comms then I don't really care. So, I shall try to enjoy this weekend in case I get shot at the meeting on Monday.
