Well my favourite time of year is fast approaching the weather is fine, evenings are long, beautiful views in every direction but this is not the best event about to happen.....no.....it's the time of year that OH goes to the Grand Prix with the lads
Thursday early hours till Monday night.......Wuuhey.
Peace and quiet for 4 days. No moaning, no snoring, no having to watch another repeat of bloody Rambo or Predator. No having to explain time and time again that what he's looking for
is where I said it was because I put it there earlier!
He's done my head in for the last week going on about it. The "Grand Prix lads weekend" to OH is like a military mission, food lists, packing his stuff, shopping, he's been to town today to get some new sunglasses, I'm soooo glad I won't be there while he's wearing them
He's also come back with the most hideous pair of shorts you've ever seen in your life, what is it with blokes and shorts? Why do they always buy dreadful ones with mad colourful patterns on?? Well not a problem either because while he's off with the lads watching a racing car noisily speed round and round the same circuit for hours on end wearing his terminator shades and god awful shorts, I shall be sunning myself on the Quay or sat in my mates garden...............can't wait