Clive

I use to go through Skelton every week , but not the one you went through.

Yeh prices have gone up, and some products have got smaller too (shrinkflation) .....petrol/gas around here is £1..50p per litre, luckily I do not use much, can't afford to.

When! I was working I use to leave the bungalow at 3am, used to see deer most mornings walking on the grass verges by the road, I tried Venison once (cousin was a gamekeeper) but not to my liking.

Fog has gone, and now the sun is blazing down. Done the clocks, the bedroom ones are a pain, i forgot which buttons to press, and in what order.

Foggy as fuck here......but no plans ruined.

I was suspicious that he may have been one of the cyclists.

I remember talking to guy (after her and me split) who worked with her, he said her nickname there was Raleigh

I would not trust the indicator stalks as anchorage.

It was (maybe ) the biggest mistake I made...... 2nd one was getting married again

I consider my 1st marriage as a false start, 2 years married to number 1 hardly rates in my opinion....

Does that mean he can really go and fuck himself

Anyway, all you guys who can go out on rides for a few hours, a day or for a weekend......Good for you!

Ours will only empty the bin, anything on top or at the side gets left behind....

Bugger that, I donate every month (Council Tax) to the lavish pension. They left a note on the bin just after Christmas, because the lid was 2 inch from being fully closed.....

On the edge! of getting yet another bollocking.....my nerves are in tatters.

Oh yeh, everything in its correct bin.....to be fair the binmen here are red hot on the contents of the bin, I once put a scouring pad in the wrong bin, they left a note on the bin, and refused to empty it....

Putting rubbish in the wrong coloured wheely bin.

And get my 2nd bollocking of the day!....

Most likely, wife complains about it constantly, she can't see the point of having it.

My milestone arrives in August, I have decision,s to be made. Or made for me.....most likely the latter.

But what was the prize?....oh yeh

I looked for a Easter egg, all I could find were Gesture eggs.

On this glorious Easter weekend I will be painting doors bugger all else to do.

I could not grow one in 2 months, I end up looking like Shaggy from Scooby Doo Just a bit on my chin.