Thank the deity of your choice -it’s the weekend. Work is a curse, so let’s spare a thought for the poor souls who will be working over the weekend, like Mr Choudray in Shop Smart on the High Street. Truly the hardest working man in small retail. Join me in giving him a round of applause.
Whilst I’m in a grateful mood I’d also like to thank good, old Mr Clairwil for being the voice of reason earlier this week. There are times when I don’t need encouraging.
My weekend plans are somewhat lazy as ever, nothing more strenuous that a stroll up to St Mungo’s museum on Sunday for one of their fine lectures. Oh and I expect I’ll spend Saturday marvelling at The Guardian’s latest wallchart. I must have about a million of those things. I realise The Guardian attracts the more affluent type but no-one can have that much wall space, except the Queen and I am reliably informed that she takes The Sun so this glut of wall charts can’t be for her benefit.
As ever I’d be delighted to hear your jokes, hilarious anecdotes, suggestions for what I can do with wallchart mountain, weekend plans, Kismet Hardy’s sexual fantasies and words of comfort for anyone reading this on the fly from nasty, dreaded work.
Now did I just hear Gus on Eastenders say ‘I am a sausage’? Good God I think I did.
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