...and smoke it

So - after hanging around waiting for the other half of the trampoline yesterday we decided not to do the same today. Tom and I went to Dunbar instead. Let's not dwell on why.

The lost half of the trampoline was found and delivery attempted in our absence of course. Not before Mrs B gave all parties concerned a good telling off and cancelled it. Which then had to be uncancelled.

And now I'm waiting for it to not be delivered. Again.

I fucking hate the thing and I haven't even got it yet. Or injured myself during its assembly. Or been to casualty with the first incident victim.

I may not be in a 'cup half full' place right now.