My resident friends bring there guests around always highly interesting visitors.
My own guests leave tomorrow.
This year I asked my pals "Whats the bests thing about guests ?
!00% was "Their arrival and their leaving" We love them but it costs.
This year my "Indian giver' bought me 160quids worth of... Bramfield Meats Suffolk Sliced Smoked Streaky Bacon,mmmm.
Tomorrow I might have 6 slices left, Oh! plus 160 toilet rolls, "What is wrong with the f..'shattafa ?
My 'biyara will probably give up trying to digest paper.ffs..
So, Tomorrow I'll sit on my balcony with a G&T at 5ish and watch Easyjet fly off to winter wonderland.
The 'rock star is off over the VoK and the Ram Rest to drink and ramble on endlessly about the wonders of Egypt..
They will all return p***sed on bikes, Nick crashed 2 nights ago returning from 'the hole in the wall, whilst carrying
2 bottles of gin whilst filming Frankie infront who was carrying 24 Stellas..
I'm a lot poorer also richer for their visit, Nick flies to Thailand for a gig on Saturday. it's a Rock-Stars life...lol..
Ps: Shattafer & Biyara ? = Bum washer & Cesspit, qed..
