Hi ! Lyndie ere - hope you've had a gr8 Christmas & New Year, and if not... Why the bleddy ell not ?
I H8 January, I h8 going back to work & the dark mornings and.... Vile weather.
Took all the Xmas decorations down by the 6th, which was easy this year, Tom thought it would be a good idea to take the place of mummy's lil angel on top of the tree, and so it's flat-packed ready for next year.
The following morning Tom asked me if I ever got chaffing from wings...???
I told him to piss-off, he know's I don't like Paul Mcartney.
New years day, me & Tom spent the whole afternoon looking for the cause of a nasty smell in the flat - a couple of hours later he called me a stinking slag...
But as mummy always said "Every1 knows it's bad luck to wash on New Years Day" !
Jez and Suze came, while Tom was packing the last couple of baubles, but Tom suddenly took ill and had to rush to the loo. Jez and Suze watched as I played with my new "Girls World" dolly, but I had to slap Suze coz she said it was just a Gonk !
Berryl arrived and I got bored so I told em all to piss off.
I went to lay with Tom on his bed...
"I still can't find mummy's lil angel" I said - "I bet that bitch Suze has nicked it when I wasn't lookin, their flat's vile... I don't want mummy's lil angel in that shit-hole...."
"Never mind Lyndie" said Tom, "I'm sure mummy's lil angel's been in worse shit-holes than theirs"
And with that Tom went to sleep.
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