Unfortunately it was my Saturday, so had to drag my sorry ass outta bed, and off to work I went.
I must admit there could be worse drives to work, on the way to Great Yarmouth you've got the broads, and the open farmland, the ponies in the fields and f****ing slow Norfolk drivers who can't keep to the speed limit I mean come on its Saturday morning the roads are quiet do you have to do twenty seven fucking mile an hour in a fifty zone, and wait it gets worse when the get to a thirty zone they don't slow down even more know Norfolk drivers speed up and break the speed limit. I mean come on what's that's all about.
So by the time I arrived at work I was pissed off, but hey ho. So when everyone got in we all chilled down and we had a fabulous supply of tea curtious of a certain Mr G, who brightened everyone up with his cheery attitude.
After work I had a fabulous drive home for once everyone in front of me was capable of driving.
So came home and ran me Julie down to her friends house to feed the wabbits that she has been looking after.
And when got home took Luke to the gym and we had a workout, bless him he only fifteen and it so funny watching him do waits or on the running machine. But fair play to home he seems keen.
Now for a relaxing Saturday evening, with me Julie Luke n Orkun, ooh it's britains got talent I like that, I know that's sad but hey each to there own. And hey if anyone from Norfolk complains just "at least I can drive a car".
Because after nearly three years off living here that's still my biggest gripe, closely followed by we need a wether spoons pub in town. Cause I fed up of being drunk on the train coming back fron Norwich.
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