Well, the pool to be exact. I was fine until I went swimming in that germ ridden place. I figured it out when I was mopping this morning. I never went to the gym for the whole of last year, cos of those long hair extentions I had. I wasn't ill or coldy all last year. Yet everytime I can think of when I have had a cold I have been going to the gym (cos you cant go when you feel under the weather) what a waste of money.
Bah, Im signed up now until I leave. I'm going to be like Monk or Gillian McKeith and wipe everything first before I use it. Mind you, aren't you supposed to that already.
That picture of me in the urinals is on page 3 of the paper. Its not a good photo, but then they never are Its here What an unfortunate angle with a full chin count of four.
The Manchester Evening News have just been on the phone. Surely they cant be interested in the pennies in the urinal story I thought.
No... They have just got wind of the town redevelopement and my saving of the pub. Macclesfield coughs then Manchester sneezes...its something like that isn't it Crowther? Well, I think hes going to do something about it but I told him he should concentrate on my poor neighbours who are going to lose their houses and no one has put anything about them in the paper. Im going to drop something through their letterboxes now. Who knows...maybe I could save the whole of Roe Street before I leave after all.
On the Canada front, its -27 oC today. BRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Jeremy is at the vets for a check up at 5, his ass is looking better, thank for the concern x
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