I'd love to have a bladder that would accept more fluid, and be less nervous. Not a chance, I'm afraid. Maybe it has to do with my drinking at least 2 to 3 litres a day.
Yeah, they're not very nice. As often with public toilets, people think they can do whatever they want as it's not 'theirs'. Compared to some of the staff toilets in hotels, though, FP loos are a dream.
Went to Forest Hill today to pick up some tyres. Got lost quite a bit and had to ask a lot of people. All I can say, I won't go down there again any time soon. Bloody hilly! I can take a few hills, but that's just about it.
But hey, it was great w…
Yes, yes! That's the one I had, I think. Easy listening. I also love his voice. Like Bowie, it's very distinct. Rare enough in this mas-produced world of music.
Not the posters! The last poster I had (still have, but not on the wall anymore) was a signed one from Tom Borowski, mid-field player (back then) of Werder Bremen.
But I have the 2004 Werder Bremen jersey 'displayed'. It was a VERY special year and…
Great, that's what I comes down to: people only want to meet my iguana. *sobs*
I'm pretty sure he'd not make a good impression right now as he's a right pain in the arse! The iguana, not Ben, I might add.
I just had a lovely fry up (home made) as I want to go for a ride in the city. I've always loved a good ol' English breakfast. My version is a bit healthier, though.
Will do. That may take a while, though, but I really, REALLY wanted to do that for years. I love all that stuff and was looking into gramophones anyway. And those cute dresses with large pearl chains, the dance ... just everything. Not the smokes, t…