I was down in the shop yesterday. The girl there was having a bit of trouble with my credit card [apparently Lithuanian credit cards can be tricky?], and while she was fiddling with it, she chirped up “are you all … Continue reading →
I was having a quiet morning here, when the bloody Meeja turned up again. I am sick of television stations and radio stations arriving on the doorstep looking for interviews, so I told them to fuck off. But then I … Continue reading →
Today is a momentous day. The troubles started last week. Someone broke the toilet seat. I didn’t do it, and Herself claims she didn’t do it. Sandy isn’t heavy enough so we are blaming Minnie Pig. Actually, I do vaguely … Continue reading →
I am hopping mad. I am furious. I am livid. It’s that Other Fella. You know the one I mean? He’s the bloke who does most of my typing and hangs around the place like a limp dick. He is … Continue reading →
