I'm drinking my secod favorite drink, the Crown Float, with @chelseapearl at Beckett's.
They call it a Black Velvet, but I've always known it as a Crown Float. If you don't know already, a Crown Float is 2/3 cider (preferable Strongbow) and 1/3 Guinness. Man, that's tasty. Also, for the curious, I didn't post a picture because this bar is dark!Here's the schedule of upcoming CIDER sessions from the Canadian Institute of Distance Education Research.
I've like totally lost the plot. I just got of the train (in the pouring rain I might add) and decided I wanted fish and chips, so I walked round the chippy, only there were sheer people in there so decided to get two pieces of pikey chicken instead (cos the wait for fish is fucking ridiculous and there were two old men in there) and walked down the ally, but when I saw my house my mum's car was on the drive and Gary's trailer round the back.
I could have sworn blind that her car wasn't there this morning so I assumed they had come home for some reason (either my sister having a breakdown or my nan forgetting what day it is) only the double lock was on and there was no one here. When I phoned Gary he said they were down the bungalow watching strictly come dancing.
I am definitely losing the plot because I would have bet my life the car and trailer were not there this morning. I blame complete and utter exhaustion from work!
In other news, Ola has moved into her flat which is SHEER exciting. I predict a day of carrying dusty boxes up several flights of stairs followed by curry, cider, AND Robbie on X Factor!!! (and if we're lucky, maybe some peeps will turn up and help)
I am also screwing cos my last blog post (which Danny commented on) is totally fucked. It was meant to have a HUGE list of beard comments but they've all fucking gone; screwin!
That's all for now. Sheer tired.
