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LARGE SECTION REMOVED AS APPARENTLY BOB MONKHOUSE TYPE MATERIAL IS OFFENSIVE TO AN UN-NAMED PARTY.


Half day at work today and we had one of those funny moments when all the team were laughing..

Billy: Heather whats that under your seat ?
Heather: Ive dropped my arabian balls and they have made a bit of a mess.
Billy: Oh thats alright we thought youd been eating biscuits.

As far as we can tell, arabian balls are some kind of face treatment.

After work I went car shopping, very, almost nearly, close run thing, had to drag myself away purchased an audi v6 3.0 ltr quattro sport, but having suffered the increasing price of petrol at the sharp end of an impreza I decided that another gas guzzler wouldnt go down well with her indoors.

However, I eventually settled on a lexus IS200 in black, with full leather and heated front seats. It has a few parking marks and stone chips, but its got a full service history and millions of airbags. Its spanking gorgeous and I pick it up next week. Woo Hoo, only one more week of public transport.

Got home and we headed into pencaitland for the fireworks, except the entire village was choc a block with people and there was nowhere to park. So, we ditched the car about a mile outside the village in a wooded lane and decided we would walk back.

About half way to pencaitland, there was an opening to a farmers field, so we thought that we would nip in there and watch. It was exceptionally cold and as usual connie came suitably attired in flip flops. Its winter luv, think frosty the snowman, santa claus and scottish weather.

When the fireworks started, it would seem that we had somehow stumbled on the very field that the rockets were being fired from. To say that we exceptionally close and in potential danger from falling sticks from the sky may or may not be an accurate description. There was several moments that I actually flinched and was expecting to be skewered at any moment with sharp sticks.

We returned to the car unscathed and a little permafrosted, in fact i may be forced to amputate several of connies toes if they havent regained consciousness by the time we get home. Im not terriby familiar with home amputations/surgery, but hey, how hard can it be right...I can saw a bit of wood in a relatively straight line and I have power tools so at least it will be quick. Luckily, when we get home she doesnt mention her feet, so I assume that the blueness has now faded.

X-factor and take away night, but I swear if that brat frankie cocosa goes any futher im going to spend the lexus money on voting him out. (i may live to regret this statement)