.......it's a hard life......

Fishing wasn't great today....overcast and showery.......very few fish caught.....I managed one Crucian carp, one small Bream and one Barbel...........and in the last five minutes of the match got snapped off by a big carp.

Got home to bright sunshine and Charlotte had brought Mummy and Daddy to see us.The Boss had made a roast pork dinner....dished up in the kitchen and eaten outside...accompanied by a beer.....and "lennonade" for Charlie.

After eating I sneaked into the house to try and watch some football......Charlie trailed after me....as I flicked through the channels she spotted Tinkerbell and the Secret of the Wings...she snuggled up to me on the sofa....so that was the football out of the window! After about 30 minutes she departed...so I thought.....as I turned to the football a voice from outside shouted, " No grandad, not want football, fairies!"...and she was back....so we watched the rest of the film!

After they left guess what the Boss and the Daughter watched.....yep....Tinkerbell on Movies plus 1!

Out for a drink with B and D and B's mate Ian....normally we have three drinks.....and are home around 11.30....this time B decided we needed an extra round......of spirits!....we left the pub at 12.15! That man is a bad influence!

The withdrawal symptoms are getting worse.....missing all my blip mates!

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