Monday, 6 April 2009

Eliza

After digging up the garden yesterday I really had over done things and the virus game me a kick in the goolies to let me know. Woke up Monday still streaming so need to make a decision if I am going to blow tomorrow? One of the Funerals today disgusted me. One of the mourners wore a baseball cap throughout the service, chewed gum and never took his hands out of his pockets? Mind you when his Father was asked where they wanted to be driven back to, he turned to his partner and said 'What's that f*****g pub called up town'
Lovely people. But the scary thing is, they think they are fine? I call these types 'The Jeremy Kyle Clan' so if you have never watched his show you will be lost by that, and if you have you will know what I mean. No new mouthpiece yet so can't start on serious practice although I did try a blow yesterday. In between coughs I manage the solo 'To Little Time' it took me 35 minutes!

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