Bloody Amazon delivery last night - allegedly. Delivery email showed a photo of it in a 'secure place'.
Well, it was somebody's front porch. Not ours.
Clowns.
Good neighbours (don't start with the shit Aussie soap puns...).
I'm building a campervan at the mo, and took out the van's bulkhead yesterday and left it out for the tatters (CBA to weigh it in for a few quid).
They came this morning, ripped the big old cab liner off it and legged it with the...
Hope she's met my old boy Bryn by now.
I still stroke his little urn every night before bed, and say good morning to him every day.
We're all such soppy sods about our dogs, but that's one of the things that make us human.
Stay strong.
At least Sky News called him out on his fictional population figures this morning.
Not that the wanker will care as the no-necks will believe anything thrown at them.