Tuesday 10 July 2012: Mmm, yummy.
Colin accused me of being lazy seeing as tonight's blip was (as is the norm) going to be the cowboy dude. So instead it's some random with cool hair.
Big night at the boozer tonight. Napoleon and Esme, The Chemist and his missus, Oz, White Lightning, Colin and I. The usual inappropriate chat, random perusal of a fancy dress website, and at least 30 minutes of abuse directed at me because mum is kipping on the floor in a cupboard.
you: you have got to be kidding? Your mum comes up to help out for a few days and you make her sleep on the floor in a cupboard?
me: she's not on the floor, she's on a mattress
you: Oh how kind of you. But she's still in a cupboard?!
me: She is not in a cupboard! She's in the missus' dressing room!
you: a cupboard!
me: no! It's a full size room.
you: you live in a five bedroom house, why the frick have you put your mum in a cupboard?
me: it is not a freakin' cupboard! And effectively we don't have a five bedroom house
you: oh sorry, I forgot, you have a huge 'study' and yer missus has a 'dressing room'. That still leaves a spare bedroom, a 'telescope and piano room' , and a 'music and reading room'
me: aghhhh, I've had enough of this.
you: yer mum even brought you traybake. You are a selfish barsteward. In fact I might go as far as to use the C word.
me: it wouldn't be the first time that was directed at me tonight
you: you are a total crab
me: not quite the C word I was expecting.
you: you're one of those too.
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