evenin' all, just finished a 14 hour shift (from hell...)! have sunk a couple of tailcocks on the way in - many thanks again for your hospitality. have also managed to smuggle in some creme de menthe which won't be missed by the alcohol-swigging boys that i live with. just to join the poetry theme (and to make you snigger), this is the poem mr kicker wrote last week in my b'day card:
you said you wanted a poem,
and i guess this will have to be it -
but as i said in the beginning,
it was always going to be sh*t!
how's that for romance?!!! x