Post by Cj on Oct 3, 2022 14:59:52 GMT
Flippin' October...how did that happen? Mince pies in our little bakery today, window full of 'em...all sorts, with tops, without tops, frosted, cream and marzipan toppings....and a sign which told us to place our orders asap...why? The only ones I fancy placing an order for are BellaT's with her gourmet cat litter filling, yum, yum
So, here's the thing , we still haven't heard from Moi how her 'date with a man' went, you just cannot make a statement like that Moi and not follow through with the full story, make something up if you have to, we don't care , we just need the salacious details...or is that just me?
A chum of ours has just bought a new apartment and I offered to help him out with the decor as he doesn't have a clue, really regretting it now as I am constantly getting photos of curtains, wallpapers, rugs etc. He's really getting on me nerves. He has asked for a meet up in York to look at paint colours/wallpapers etc, I am desperately trying to think of a good reason why I can't go
I am really beginning to have a serious phobia about public toilets. It really amazes me that, after Covid and social distancing etc being rammed down our throats wherever we went, we then continue to use public loos where we are having to sit on a piece of plastic that hundreds of other people have sat on, and expose our skin and 'bits' to goodness knows what. I will never queue for a public toilet, whether it is in a shop, restaurant, car park, wherever, as I just cannot make myself enter and use a cubicle that someone has literally just exited from.
I take anti bacterial bio degradable wipes with me to wipe the seat and door handle before and after, and a pair of thin medical rubber gloves. I'm like a walking pharmacy when I venture out
When we were in the Arena Concert Hall in Sheffield, I had to find a cloakroom that was the furthest away from the bar areas so I wouldn't have to stand in a queue. By the time I got back to me seat I was ready for another pee
So this week I shall be mostly trying to avoid public loos and wondering around B&Q in York with some poor sod trying to feign interest in paint charts
Happy Days eh?
So, here's the thing , we still haven't heard from Moi how her 'date with a man' went, you just cannot make a statement like that Moi and not follow through with the full story, make something up if you have to, we don't care , we just need the salacious details...or is that just me?
A chum of ours has just bought a new apartment and I offered to help him out with the decor as he doesn't have a clue, really regretting it now as I am constantly getting photos of curtains, wallpapers, rugs etc. He's really getting on me nerves. He has asked for a meet up in York to look at paint colours/wallpapers etc, I am desperately trying to think of a good reason why I can't go
I am really beginning to have a serious phobia about public toilets. It really amazes me that, after Covid and social distancing etc being rammed down our throats wherever we went, we then continue to use public loos where we are having to sit on a piece of plastic that hundreds of other people have sat on, and expose our skin and 'bits' to goodness knows what. I will never queue for a public toilet, whether it is in a shop, restaurant, car park, wherever, as I just cannot make myself enter and use a cubicle that someone has literally just exited from.
I take anti bacterial bio degradable wipes with me to wipe the seat and door handle before and after, and a pair of thin medical rubber gloves. I'm like a walking pharmacy when I venture out
When we were in the Arena Concert Hall in Sheffield, I had to find a cloakroom that was the furthest away from the bar areas so I wouldn't have to stand in a queue. By the time I got back to me seat I was ready for another pee
So this week I shall be mostly trying to avoid public loos and wondering around B&Q in York with some poor sod trying to feign interest in paint charts
Happy Days eh?