Its bad news people.
The house sale has fallen through. I could cry.
After waiting over two months for the contracts to be signed the couple buying the house have nicely pulled out today. Mother chunters. Two bloody months, I cant believe it. So the likely hood of me seeing any of the summer in Canada is shot. I can see I'll still be here at Christmas at this rate.
So Im sorry Macclesfield, you havent got rid of me yet.
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Anyway, the weekend... Yesterday was brilliant. I went to the Tug Of War in Bosley then to the FunDay at The Queens.Then POW then the brewery for a beautiful Sunday Lunch. I was home by about 11, I was officially full of lager. Euggh.
On Saturday we bobbed in to town for that Dpercussion thang at Castlefields. It was a little like a Crimewatch aftershow party, lots of proper wrong looking folk about. I must admit I am no longer a lover of crowds. Came back to Macc and drank too much Jagermeister. I became all 10 men and went off by myself to look for the man who is bullying MKB. What for I dont know. It was whilst I was scanning the White Lion for him that I realised I was behaving like a pissed up bird after a fight so I made my way home. Got dragged into the Ivy House on my way home, 6 Coronas later I finally got home.
Anyway, I best go and walk the hound...he keeps looking at me and sighing
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