I was very lucky to have Collette here today for a while. It was so lush to have her here with me. The two of us talking and setting the world to rights. We were planning my funeral (as you do) I told her I want to go out with a load of wailing. I want the world to sob because I've gone from it. She's going to put my rabbit (with
working batteries) in the coffin with me. I want my hair dyed red and my FM boots on. She asked me if I want my pubes shaved but we decided on a bright red merkin, in a heart shape.
And you lot know the music I like. One bar of Christian Rhyme and I'll rise from the dead.And the vicar better be attractive. I do love an attractive vicar.

Me Mother's coming for dinner Tomm. Feck I hate cooking. Such an effort. I got me usual Frozen roast Potatoes from Iceland then a 'friend' (yes I'm talking about YOU) made me feel guilty so I bought a bag of spuds. Now I have to peel them. However I did buy one of those ready prepared joints of meat in a tin foil dish in Iceland to shove in the oven. My Nan always made Sunday dinner and a home made dessert. I have a jelly to do. I love jelly. Hope that's ok?
Collette was telling Abby she's 40 next year. 'Gosh' Said Braniac Abby ' You sure don't look 37' :0
Anyways before I die me and Collette are going to be in the same old peoples home. However noting her recent over 2 stone loss of weight, she better not try to take ANY of the old guys off of me. Imagine...living with a dozen men under the same roof. Can't wait!
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