|John (scouse) Hirons|
Membership Level: Full
|Alright Each & All, Well we had a quiet day yesterday, until the evening when we had the pleaure of looking after Jenny Wren while Jackie & Smudge went out to a party, happy days. today We are be doin’ nowt, ’cept for having a few pops & twidling our thumbs.|
Margaret, The quack couldn’t find anything wrong with Me Mam but has booked her in for a scan & an appointment with a specialist. I hope Phil gets on the mend soon, the poor sod’s had a rough old year. I have just though I hope he can still get a few pints down his gullet, it’ll do him the world of good. You take care as well me luv, knowing you you’ll be running ’round like a mother hen & making yourself ill. Oh I have a complaint about the people in the top floor of the west wing, all we can hear is ankle chains being bragged around all night while we are trying to get ratted.
A situation may be desperate but never serious