I see corned beef, fried with onions, on toast.
Bin the pot noodle and Red Stripe.
Pub ? 7.30 ? Returned !!! ?
Weirdo.
Had to get back for the mutt, alas
Needs pineappleā¦
About point 6.5 on the Bristol chart by the look of it.
Do you want me to send you some immodium? Looks like youāve had a nasty accident on your chips.
Iām coming up for another week of fending for myself.
I am somewhat comforted that youāre even more hopeless than me.
And the more observant abbatoirist will note the use of a plastic plate. Iām not to go near the proper plates when Iām left unattended.
Alsoā¦ you are able to survive for a whole week on your own, this is only my first night.
Needs a dog poop bag
Ditto - the Wench is in hospital Monday - Friday for some additional treatment experiments. I also have to fend for two small boys though.
Spam fritters FTW
I was served undercooked chicken last night and consequently had to take a quite spectacularly shouty al-fresco shit in someoneās pheasant covert en-route to a Wash-side dogwalk earlier today.
It was the precise colour and texture of that alleged curry.
I mean the resemblance was fucking remarkable!
Proper pissed-up eating that though, kudos.