The one with the barbeque
Bloody shattered and it’s only my first day off from university, I am doomed to die from death, FACT. Had a BBQ today in the sun, in Swansea, in March, don’t believe me? Fuck you buddy. I’ll put up a photograph up to prove in it in a moment Doubting Thomas…
The burgers and pork chops were, in all fairness, dam lush so I have to give it the chiefs for the spectacular job, but not for the lack of cliché aprons, which are necessary for any barbeque if you ask me.
Little baby Stevie is staying over tonight, and seeing as it is Mothers Day tomorrow, I’ve got to let my mum have a longer turn with the baby ( Which she does get already, she is Nannie Velcro after all.), no fair! I bet Toni is major excited for her First Mothers Day as a mummy, she’s ringing every hour on the hour tonight, but I won’t complain, that’s a lot better than a mother and father who didn’t care for their child any day.
