Its been a while. Yes, we’re still alive. Only just. Mammy2 is fighting a bad attack of the bould depression and the child is battling with a throat infection. They never get ill seperately. Perhaps its to test my will power and stamina. I’ve been doing well, I’m just tired now. The awards ceremony was
Its been a mad few days and my body is starting to complain about the socialising. I hate to say it but my age is starting to show! I feel like I just want to crawl into bed and not get out until next week. Although chances are the pillows will want to partee.. Feckers.
Weekend
The best friend D was on the phone for most of the night or vice versa with the kid because it was an emergency, apparently. She found a text on her boyf’s phone from his ex telling him that she loved him etc, etc. D got paranoid later on that night, tried ringing him to
As I type this, poor Mammy2 is on the phone every few minutes, saying the same thing over and over. Yes, we’d love to get married, no I don’t see it coming in anytime soon. For the same reasons everyone else wants to get married.
She is the only gay in the village as far as
Yesterday a letter arrived in the post address to her. Normally these kind of letters put the heart crossways in us, but what’s worse is the ones addressed to the guardians of the kid. That puts the heebie jeebies up us. Anyhew, the reason we were panicked was because I had rang her when she
