Rick and Marie had Benson last night for a test drive. He still isn't back and I think I will be fine with leaving him. It didn't feel like a big deal saying goodbye to him.But then it was only for a night.
If they dont want him then Claire says she'll take him. I think Benson might be a little older than they are looking for. We shall see.
Well, its 9 days to go for me here. Well, at the pub that is. I have my fancy dress outfit sorted, its a slutty indian girl number. Bit shorter than I thought it would be but as I've made it to the grand old age of 32 with no cellulite (I'm sure its cos I have never drank tea or coffee) I might try and get away with it. Its no shorter than that black number I paraded around manchester like a drunken teenager in on Monday I suppose.
Plan is, if its sunny (which 10 day weather forecasts say no) then I will line up loads of picnic benches going out on to the car park, U.S Family BBQ style. Johnson says she will be a cowgirl and she might even bring two of her horses down so we can ride around the town centre dressed as Cowboys and Indians. I've always wanted to do that. Town is quiet enough on a Sunday. It'll be a laugh.
And if its raining...?Well, it'll just be a bit more crowded in here I guess
I tried to get involved with shifting some of my crap, I mean my quality merchandise by taking advantage of the 10p listing day on ebay yesterday but Ebay bores me so. I have some dummy Veuve Clicquot bottles on there doing ok...thats about it.
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