Well this Saturday sitting outside of Cafe Kick, amstell & bloody mary (not good) in 9oC.
That is bloody freezing, we had the outside heaters on and they were still busy.
But, it is many years since I have spent a winter in London, even with leggings and my fur coat on.
It's a joke....
Anyhow the other covid crisis that has arisen is,... living with me is not easy or the reverse,
living with an ex Iron Curtain Transylvanian daughter is not easy. (to say the least)
It all came to a head when I dumped 10 Amazon boxes one containing 4 cartons of her
£50 quid moldovan ciggies.
So Simona, 'er in doors is finally leaving her old man to move in with her boyfriend Gareth.
A CEO of a 'saarf london security company and masonic lad from Streatham, same place Nick was from.
Streatham ? dodgy place. dodgy people..'think 'madam cynthia payne! and the locarno..ffs
Am I upset ? "devastated trust me, I'm a Dr.
Anyhow, we are still best of friends or fiends, her mum was taransalavian, never x a transylvanian else they show their true selves. 'little biters...
I'll bet her mum still loves me, I'm that sort of guy.
Sim sorting the stuff...
Sim rearranging things...
Nick's card, nick's head of bob crow and nick's...of 'bendover's!
So, as I just said to her "It's just another chapter..get used to them..
So, I probably won't be in touch for a while, till I can hack a wifi..
Happy Xmas all...forget the film 'A night to remember, wait for 2020 A Year to Remember...
"Be Lucky...keep taking the pills..
