So this is 2013 is it?
It’s a bit drier I’ll give you that. Otherwise it’s been a bit of a headache.
The 1st presented me with a load of shitty toilets to clean after just 4 hours sleep and a kitchen full of left over pork pies sausage rolls and cocktail sausages to eat (still at it now!).
Things got worse when Mrs H DEMANDED that we go shopping in the sales and bought a sofa a bed and a holiday.
Okay, I don’t mind the holiday – I’ve not had a proper break for over three years so I will let her off on that one.
2013 has also given me a chance to upgrade my contraptions and gizmo’s. With Mrs H doing her bit for the UK economy I thought I would spend my hard earned savings on a new TV. Jebus H Biscuits! That’s been a chore.
LED,LCD, PLASMA 3D HDMI WTF LOL ETC are all meaningless letters that have no business being there in that order. Why can’t TV’s just be that. And television. I don’t want Tim Wonnacott jumping out at me while I eat my cornflakes watching bargain hunt, nor Do I really care if I can see the pixels when I push my face against the screen because I don’t want to push my face against the screen.
Not even for Tim Wonnacott.
|He's posher than a polished posh poodle.|
Here’s hoping that shitty toilets and cocktail sausages are few and far between (I’m sure there’s a joke in there somewhere, but I’m too knackered)
Here are some pictures of our New years party, which was held in our newly built barn– which was fun and well worth the lack of sleep and sausage rolls – but not the state of the ladies loos.
|The final horse race was a VERY close call indeed!|
|Mr Banker (my dad) and Peter winner of 2p on our version of Deal or No Deal|
|Various people in various states of alcoholic inebriation|