Toots in Solitude

By Toots

Phil

Always a pleasure to bump into Phil, there will always be a joke and he's going to text one on Christmas day if he can get hold of a new one. I'd like to add he always tells me clean jokes, me being a lady of breeding etc but todays was a wee bit cheeky.

Last night Donald arrived home to his house from Glasgow only to find that he'd left his house keys in Glasgow, this was gone mid-night and so he had to venture over to Edinburgh and stay in my pad again. I made sure today that we went and got a spare key cut that he could leave in some hidey place or another. Standing in pouring rain in the late hours with a locked door before you is no joke. 
Key-cutting mission accomplished.

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