I arrived home this evening after a wonderful weekend with The Boss.
Only to find that the automatic timer on the heating system has gone tits up. The temperature has dropped in the house to about the same level as a Polar Bears arse. My hands are blue and I am shivering as if I have just seen a ghost.
It is so cold my dick has shrunk that much I thought it was trying to get inside me. So when I needed a pee I had to lean against the radiator to warm it up enough so I could grab it and aim at the pan.
I have had my huge gloves on to try and warm my hands. But when I wanted a smoke I couldn't roll up a fag. So off came the gloves and with trembling hands I have made a fag that any Dutchman in a coffee shop would be proud of. Problem was, it was so loose that when I lit it, it went up like Mount Vesuvious. Ash and flaming cigarette paper all over the living room floor with me jumping up and down stamping on the biggest flames first.
Winter hasn't arrived yet! Come Spring come, please.
Dave__Notts