*Contains adult themes and material that some
people may find offensive*
Date: Thursday 3rd October 2019
Location; Milnsbridge, Huddersfield
Determined to arise at 6.00 am my eyes opened at the sound of the alarm! Yay! But unfortunately they also closed again when it stopped and I wake (if I might call eyes that feel like broken glass ‘awake!) at 9.30 am instead. Oh boooooooo! Whatever became of my SPI ??? Really will have to work on that.
Following breakfast - some sort of granola with chocolate bits in it, I set about today's busy schedule with a fervour or as close to fervour as I could manage. You see today I should have spent the whole day crafting steampunk accessories, in particular the Nerf guns that always prove so popular and which I was running low on, but, as always something happens to send your plans spinning of in a different direction (Wheeeeeeee!) . On this occasion it was a letter that arrived at Alex's during my most recent absence - well three letters to be precise. And, as is so frequently the case, all of them wanting money and all of them increasing the amount in increments of £50!!!
The reason for this was that I had been daft enough to take the advice of some buffoon on Facebook who said that, although motorway service stations charge you for staying overnight, this particular individual had never been charged and no one had ever followed it up. With my luck I should have known better. So - if you are thinking of staying over at a motorway service station in your little house on wheels - don't forget to pay - Remember Big Brother is watching you!!
Moving on....
Alex is late - On a Thursday he would usuall arrive about 5.00 pm- 5.30 p.e. - it's now over an hour past that 6.35 p.m. and I'm a bit concerned. However knowing him as I do he would not thank me for worrying. Instead I send an 'informal' message.
"Are you OK? - Where are you, you miserable red arsed baboon?
No Response
This time I go for the serious message.
OK - I admit I'm getting a bit worried now. I'm sure you should have been back ages ago.
At this point Alex drives up in his car. This was his response
"Oh for fucks sake"
"Bleeding life"
"Stopped of at the pub innit"
"Fuck""
"Im going to go out and get pissed"
How wonderful it is to (temporarily) share a house with someone so poetic. NOT!I
I still say I could write a book about Alex's messages!!!
So - Heres one of my favourite Alex moments.
Some time ago he had a neighbour who lived with her father and a pet dog. Sadly the father passed away and Alex - very much out of character for him, decided to send her a 'sympathy' card. Unfortunately he wasn't certain whether this neighbour had said "dad" or "dog"! No word of a lie this is what he wrote on the card...
"Sorry to hear about your dad/dog - please tick as applicable"
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