you're not preeety today, you are tired boy
What a weekend.
Great foop-ball match on Friday followed by Poker til ahemfourinthemorningahem. At which the brothers Hawk cleared up I might add.
Then on Saturday I was up early to cook Aran some breakfast as he tore down the old fence to make way for the new. Then on down to Hastings (well, I ended up in Rye actually, but that's another story) to catch the minibus headed to France for the Rantmeister's stag day. Fun times.
Sunday marked my first ever cricket match. I fielded like a diva and batted like a golden duck. Yes. It's true. My dad might disown me now :P. However, it was fun.
But now I am tired boy.
BATHTIME!
** S:VPJP: ESYVJ ** Can't even see straight. Probably. Have you learnt your lesson yet?
Great foop-ball match on Friday followed by Poker til ahemfourinthemorningahem. At which the brothers Hawk cleared up I might add.
Then on Saturday I was up early to cook Aran some breakfast as he tore down the old fence to make way for the new. Then on down to Hastings (well, I ended up in Rye actually, but that's another story) to catch the minibus headed to France for the Rantmeister's stag day. Fun times.
Sunday marked my first ever cricket match. I fielded like a diva and batted like a golden duck. Yes. It's true. My dad might disown me now :P. However, it was fun.
But now I am tired boy.
BATHTIME!
** S:VPJP: ESYVJ ** Can't even see straight. Probably. Have you learnt your lesson yet?
