I could have burgers cooked on me, Chablis (gotta like that) poured all over me, licked up (questionable) and overnight, I have had a guy mail me who says he liked me but I come across as 'tough'
Dear god, what do you guys want?
A needy woman, or someone that is sorted?
Anyway, after copious amounts of Chablis, some gorgeous food, my handsome son and three of his friends, I WOKED up.
I am off into town to queue, as we Brits do and I shall entertain the line of politely waiting people by asking each and everyone of them which gender they are.
If you do not see me later, I will be in Ward 9 of Birmingham Psychiatric unit.
I WOKED UP!
I am well thank you Skimp, ooh the Globe, I love it there, all of the Saurrrrffff Bank.We have just had the second night here in town with David Tennant and the gorgeous Patrick Stewart.