Looks like its anybody doing anything, generally.
swallowing midges.
blue bottle flies trapped between net and window.
toilet rolls hung the wrong way round.
vacumn wrapping.
alternative comedy.
I detest queues, Marmite, asparagus, people who think its hilarious to run their nails down a blackboard, my belly button, SPIDERS, seafood, commercials, tequila (it's a LONG story), Scotch (it's an even LONGER story), hard butter for your bread, folk who take things FAR to seriously, boy bands, rain when you have to walk to the pub (on the way home is OK though), Bottom and Monty Python (OK, I just don't get it!), mates who borrow my CD's and don't give them back, being called American, news sensationalism, the lack of faith in humanity, dishonesty, losing my keys and being the last one to 'get the joke.'
S xx
Having a glass of Frascati whilst cooking a couple off pork "noisettes" (I dunno either. They looked nice and had no bones)
Pork nicely done, Frascati going down just perfect, can't be bothered with the petite pois, mushrooms or sauté pots; go to fridge and find I'd picked up the smooth type of apple sauce instead of the one with bits in ! ! ! !
them frickin coathangers which are wrapped in that stuff your gran makes 'bespreads' out of, the satinny stuff that
a) your clothes dont grip too anyway and end up on the floor of the wardrobe and
b) take up so much chuffin room in the wardrobe you can only fit 7 items in it
nnnnnnnnnggggggggggggggg
and pubs that serve you crap like 'Scotsman' whiskey when what you actually asked for was a whiskey, i mean a malt.
Oh and pub barfolks that ask what mixer you want when you ask for a malt!!!nnnnnggggg
oh and bloody Opera!!! (I could go on all night)
orph
I know this is striking off in a different direction but something that's irritated me lately is the flucking public announcements man in a railway station sounding off at 200 flucking decibels when yer trying to have an important conversation with someone.