hi

I got car Tax. Yay. They can't tow me off anywhere anymore... Well for another 6 months anyhow.
Bristol's gone nuts. No petrol anywhere. All the stations are closed. Looks like me and Marie are walking to Cardiff on Friday.
Pathetic panic buying. I got a 1/4 of a tank. Better last me till Thursday. I'm not queuing in those queues.
Work was ok, my head was still a bit delicate and yes, I was still very nauseous this morning to the extent that they were all asking me if I was pregnant. Unless your name is the Virgin Mary, you have to have sex to get pregnant!!
One of the girls was telling me about an acquaintance of hers who is hugely rich, has thousands upon thousands of pounds but lives like a pauper. Why do they do that?
He has old clothes, will go out of his way to buy cheap stuff. Is in agony with his feet because he got a bargain pair of shoes a week ago but a size too big. They didn't have his size. He also is a coffin bearer. He carries coffins most days for 20 quid a time.
She says he likes the social aspect of it.
Strange old world.