Bouldering, guitar playing, coffee and bikes and footy chat with “slow Dave” my neighbour. I’ve got this fannying about off to a tee Tomorrow we is off to jockland for the weekend to see the grandchildren seeing as they are staying in Scotland for Xmas.
Today I received an email from Booking.com offering for me not to get lost with a Taxi from Vilnius Airport Arrivals terminal (the door on the left of the picture) to my first night hotel (the door just behind the bushes on the right of the picture). The taxi will only take 2.9 minutes it estimates I think they thought I was from down South or suminkt
Fuck all....i had to take a day off (my last holiday before xmas) and only booked it yesterday afternoon....today: 1. Dropped the kids off to school and coming back up the main wells road (outgoing) and passing gridlock going in, slowed up a bit and caught the eye of another driver going in and shouted at the top of my voice "i got the day off muther fuckerrrrr!" which i think he lip read and laughed... 2. Did my hours worth of exercise (which i usually do when i get home)...which was nice... 3. Dawdled round Ikea with the other half. 4. All day breakfast at the local bar (fucking awesome) 5. Finished putting xmas lights up. 6. Watching film in the basement with cup of tea and popcorn... Back to work tomorrow...boo....
Dads funeral today. Bit fraught with family tension but we avoided fighting and well and truly getting shitfaced now. Life sucks sometimes
Sorry to hear about that, my condolances to you....if its any consolation literally any time any of our family get together in greater numbers than 2 it ends up in shouting and yelling....my dad passed away 5 years ago...you never stop thinking about them.
At my FiLs funeral in Nov at the wake in his favourite pub we drunk every bottle of west of Scotland malts they had (3). Took me about 3 days to recover. Good send off though.
Looked at it and ones in Essex and other is Croydon area, 12 o'clock and 3,20, we are working on getting MrsRoadtrips mum to her sisters funeral,
Went to the son of frank, Dweezil Zappa gig tonight. And what a bunch of self indulgent bollox that was. Was thinking it might suit some of you old hippies!
