Did you
wake up a miserable fecker today? Or did you let him sleep? I am letting mine
sleep. (Sulking I bet cos FLUF (fat little ugly fecker who steals promotions)
is still there!!! If yer the miserable fecker take a look in the mirror at yerself.
What is it that is getting on yer nerves today? Does the way your mother put
yer hat rankle with thee. Is it perched like a cockle on a rock on top of yer
head? Or did yer part yer hair in the wrong place today? Look up- I am talkin
about yer hair on yer head- not yer legs. Or is that yer one of yer eyebrows
off by mistake when yer cuts yer fringe (Or is that just me??). Stop- check- is
yer knickers on back to front or inside out, or yer socks on the wrong feet?
Tis all things that can cause a soul misery. Have yer just noticed the cat in
the kitchen yer been talking to all morning is just yer handbag (No?- just me
again then!). Well whatever tis, tis a beautiful sunny day and if yer have a
touch of the piftics today get yer self out in that there sunshine. Take yer
cat and yer handbag and yer sun cream and Uncle Tom Cobleys hole and enjoy the
sunshine- for next week it be sure to be freezing yer arse off and blowing a
goolie again.
Living with Depression and Aspergers as well as copious physical problems this blog is my humourous outlook on life and the adventures I have. They may or may not happen............You decide
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Friday, 6 May 2016
Tuesday, 22 March 2016
Lost, Oddballs and Crablegs
I bet ye
all wondering 'where is Bulldog clip Beth' (as seen on national tv) ? Well I
will tell ye. I got a little green car now called 'The Pea' . I had a little
trip out in the pea. I call it the pea cos when it be parked over road between
the 4year old white van man and the 5year old white van man (he must be older
cos he got a bigger van) my little car looks like a little pea in a sandwich.
Anyways I went to seaside in Pea. I was worried in case I couldn't find my way
home again. Mines Mr Husband said 'just ask someone pickle for directions
home'. So I had a nice day walking along the beachy thingy and chatting to
seagulls and oddballs. Collected a few shells, a pebble or two and a crabs leg.
Then it was time to come home. I looked around the car park for someone to ask
directions. I found an old person and his wife. I thought 'I bet he been about
a bit, round the block a few times, so I will ask him'. So I went up to him and
asked three times no less cos as it turned out his hearing aid was turned off
'do ye know the way home??' He said he did. So I said 'I will follow you then'.
He nodded. So that it is what I did. I didn't think mines Mr Husbands suggestion
would work but here I be. I followed the old person home. I must say tis good
of them to make me a cucumber sandwich and a cuppa tea. And if you ask me there
decor needs a bit of titivating- its a bit old peopleish. And if I am
completely honest smells a bit of wee. They need ones of thems apricot and
champagne flavour candles. But mines Mr Husband wouldn't let me buy one because
he says it left my lips with a waxy feel.
Anyways I have no feckin idea how to get to mines skinny bitch house
from here- I hope mines Mr Husband has managed to find something for his tea!!
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