...or maybe he uses Google Time line to hide his extra-marital activities? My timeline seems to think I spend a lot of time across the road about 5 house down... Hope I don't get quoted in a divorce case...
Hubby bought me a champagne flute a few years back, Christmas or Birthday, Art nouveau (sorry about spelling) desgn, broke the blasted thing last night. I put the TV remove on the table as was off to bed, hit the glass, which smashed, he came back in while I sat with my feet up, and cleared the floor. VERY upset, re neighbours, usual fence "stuff", then was going out shopping this moring, was in bedroom, saw large van/lorry, parked right across our drive, both cars, the footpath AND on the verge, while delivering something to said neighbours, Hubby went out, had to wait some minutes for someone to appear, told them not to block our drive way, they said they were "just" going to next door, Hubby said if they had asked we would have been OK, never mind I was just going out and they could have actually parked right outside of neighbours property. After all the c**p, of yesterday, I was so upset I just wanted to cry, (female neighbour was on drive saw what happened) thought a "normal" nice person would have come and apologised. I didn't go shopping, I was so upset, I wouldn't be safe driving, then it turned to anger.Just think we bend over backwards to be nice,considerate to people, and feel as though you are spat on.
People are becoming horrible, well, more horrible than usual, my son can tell you about being spat on.  Young revellers acting like d*ckheads,  spitting on who gets in their  way, then leaving thousands, yes thousand of polystyrene surf boards, dirty rubber gloves and face masks on the beaches then buggering of home.
The roads were heaving again this morning, another lot coming down.
Gardening on the wild, windy west side of Dartmoor.Â
If I really had to ban something, it would be call centres but I would prefer to be able to send an electric shock through the ether to jolt the disaffected s**tes out of their complacency. What pours salt into the wound is the 'do not reply because no one gives a ****' message that hopes you were gullible enough to be happy with their customer service.
Some neighbours are having a party, loud music all evening. I could hear the bass through the double glazing. It's now got to the screaming and shouting stage 🙄.
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The roads were heaving again this morning, another lot coming down.
What pours salt into the wound is the 'do not reply because no one gives a ****' message that hopes you were gullible enough to be happy with their customer service.