Just got back from the High Street. I had planned to accidently on purpose bump into Barbara in the libary as she is always in the Biography section on Thursdays. The plan was to sweeten her up into making me one of her nice cherry pies. However Barry bloody Benson was there already flashing his cash about paying of her overdue fine. That leathery skined old goat always seems to be scuppering my plans. Anyway they didn't spot me so I made a dash for the exit as I couldn't be bothered listening to all his knocked off jewellery clatter about while he talks guff to Barbara about how fantastically rich he is, and what a great skier he is etc.
Ended up popping into Sam Goodies to see if they had any decent punk albums in and then bought a pork pie and sat on the bench by H & M and did some honey clocking until it was time to get my bus. I have to say this time of year women really are not in their prime, roll on the summer.
Was chuffed to bits when I got home to find out that a parcel had arrived for me and had been left with Joyce next door. Took the silly incapable old bat about 20 mins to answer the door after asking me for I.D and such like. She finally gave me the parcel then started to tell me that I was out so the postman left it with her. I really dont know why she insists on telling me stuff I already know. She then started on about Heartbeat being not as good since Nick Berry left so I walked off. I could still hear her wittering on when i was shutting my front door. Opened the parcel and as expected it was the telescope I have won on Ebay.
Spent the rest of the day watching the students at the end of the road. I tell you thats the life, one of them spent 4 hours just sitting down in front of the telly only getting up twice. (Once to look for the remote, that he was sitting on and the other time to repetivly kick a football against the lounge wall for 23 mins. ) The other Student justseemed to appear every hour with what looked like toast then left the room.