So I've been non stop today, working early this morning, got home, took dog out, showered and relaxed and stuff.

 

Then I went for a college interview, up in Bolton. That went fine, but the fun started right after this.

 

I thought about going to my sisters solictor's work and making a fool of her but she'd probably stab me when she got home, so I made my up to Natwest to get some WONGAAAAAA! that advert is shite BTW.

 

Goes to machine, shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitttt! I can't remember my pin, I went over and over in my head but didn't want to risk 3 strikes. So I sacked that off for a while, went McDonald's, got some fries and a coke and a drifter McFlurry.

 

Then goes inside Natwest, I never really go into the Bank itself, went to enquiries, sorted out a new pin, then went to withdraw some money, really fit woman at the cashier, instantly think OMG that is one lucky chair, then it's my turn "Next Please" so I walk over, I want to withdraw some WONNGGAAAAA [OMG it's become a habit, FML] she asks my date of birth, and address, this is had no problem with, I thought this is going rather well like.

 

But then came the embarrassing part [see title]she says you got any direct debits on your card, oh no I said to myself inside my mind, I hadn't a clue, I thought direct debit was the name of my card, I said Ladbrokes, I don't even know why, I knew that was wrong, she looked at me like I was some naive simpleton, I then said do you mean like SKY, she said yes, I said no, it doesn't come out of my account. Wow is this a big fail?

 

So I get my cash, but forget my card in the little thing they use, what a carry on, I had become one of those bank holding people up wankers, that's not going on my CV, I can tell thee that for truth.

 

So the day continues and I goes and get my sister some new baby presents, this was quite embarrassing because I really felt weird carrying a teddy around and a big card, I also bought some balloons.

 

Now remember that RED thread, well I wouldn't walk down Deansgate If I was one who hated that colour and United, stall in middle selling United scarfs, posters, frames, etc and just down the way, loads of bible bashers, trying to sell GOD to you, I'm already converted, Owen Coyle is my god, Chung-Yong Lee is my Jesus.

 

Reet so that was weird, then meet up with my mam and Aunt, went to hospital, thought Fanrworth looked a bit boring, went to hospital, went to my sister, she was sleeping, so whilst we waited I blew up some balloons, well one popped right in my face, waking the whole county up, ok it wasn't that large.

 

I was getting bored so went for a wander, I ended up going past a mortuary and then to my legs dismay, a few nurses pushing a big trolley with a black cover over it, it was like playing Resident Evil again, legs went like Jelly, I was like there's a dead body body under there, obviously probably not a Zombie, but I was so close to it, I walked quickly on, got a drink from a cafe then went back and I'm home now.

 

Just thought I'd share this day, it was quite weird, hot weather too, leather seats suck in the warmth. Bye for now.

Edited June 20, 201115 yr by Didledee

Or maybe it's kirk from Corrie.

 

Surely not.

Kirk's an annoying twat you'd like to punch repeatedly.

Oh my word..i need oxygen ...haven't laughed this much in ages Didles ..you should have your own tv show

Oh my word..i need oxygen ...haven't laughed this much in ages Didles ..you should have your own tv show

 

I thought better of you

I thought better of you

 

To be fair the bar to get yourself on telly these days is hardly sky high.

does the hultonator have a magic eye monster?

Who Paul hulton? No

anyone else getting Hong Kong Phooey flashbacks?

 

is it Sarge?

 

No

 

Is it Rosemary the telephone operator....?

This drivel still going on then?

No

 

Is it Rosemary the telephone operator....?

Is it Henry the mild mannered Janitor?

Is it Henry the mild mannered Janitor?

 

Could be!

This drivel still going on then?

Speaking of someone who could be called the hultonator

Speaking of someone who could be called the hultonator

 

Yes, but not a real one: just a little hultonator!

Is it Henry the mild mannered Janitor?

He was called Penry wan't he, not Henry

He was called Penry wan't he, not Henry

 

Pah! You're mixing it up with Spooks pal. Rupert Penry Jones.

 

Do try to keep up

Pah! You're mixing it up with Spooks pal. Rupert Penry Jones.

 

Do try to keep up

No Bolty you're confused; there is a spook called Henry

 

 

I sicken myself

I thought better of you

 

I know

I know

 

I'll let you off this time

 

On another note, I'm in Blackpool for an overnighter on Saturday 16th July, coming to watch Leigh rugby on the Sunday, any recommendations of decent hotels and restaurants.

 

Ta

I'll let you off this time

 

On another note, I'm in Blackpool for an overnighter on Saturday 16th July, coming to watch Leigh rugby on the Sunday, any recommendations of decent hotels and restaurants.

 

Ta

 

 

Stay in another town.

HTH.

diddles were you walking through farnworth t'day at 2 ish ??

diddles were you walking through farnworth t'day at 2 ish ??

 

Did you shout out something to him? Please say you did, Swanny.

I just assumed he'd seen a youngish lad with a 40-odd year old pervert walking behind him filming him.

had the little one with me so didnt, but mightn't have been him.

Are we all looking out for him now?

had the little one with me so didnt, but mightn't have been him.

 

 

He wouldn't have seen either of you anyway for the camouflage

Edited June 23, 201115 yr by jules_darby

You're a cunt, Jules.

 

Desk, vimto, everywhere.

Can't believe this shower has been pinned over the music thread I had some tunes for Mrs NB!