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God.
I’ve got nowt in for dinner/tea/eating.
I’ve got nowt in for dinner/tea/eating.
I mean, there’s stuff in the freezer. But who knows what’s in their freezer? And it’s doing that thing where there are bulbous amounts of white ice beginning to hide the things I was uncertain of already.
There were once drawers that glided (is that a word, or should it be glid?) in and out so you could actually SEE what is in there. But, oh no. Not any more.
I bought the fridge freezer in 2001 though. So, fair play I suppose.
I bought the fridge freezer in 2001 though. So, fair play I suppose.
When I was 18, and just out of 6th form college, I never imagined that in 37 years I’d be typing a conversation to myself about my old fridge freezer on a public forum.
The longer that nobody likes any of this thread, the more I will add to it.
I’m nice like that.
I’m nice like that.
Something about the futility of this tweeting experience has made me recall a childhood memory to share with the non audience. Like a senile old bat.
Yes, I remember when Paul Newman chipped my front tooth when I was at the fair... It was some time in the 1970s...
Yes, I remember when Paul Newman chipped my front tooth when I was at the fair... It was some time in the 1970s...
You see, I was drinking from a can of Coca-Cola and he thought it would be funny if he whacked the end of the can.
What larks.
How I cried.
He was my first boyfriend.
Not THE Paul Newman.
Just A Paul Newman.
What larks.
How I cried.
He was my first boyfriend.
Not THE Paul Newman.
Just A Paul Newman.
Perhaps that was the foundation for my failed relationships with men.
Don’t worry. I won’t get maudlin.
I tried very hard to be lovely to him and he was the heartthrob of the Primary school and he biffed the bottom of my front tooth off.
(We WERE only about 12).
Don’t worry. I won’t get maudlin.
I tried very hard to be lovely to him and he was the heartthrob of the Primary school and he biffed the bottom of my front tooth off.
(We WERE only about 12).
Anyway. I guess I should get the ice pick out.
If anybody would like to ‘enjoy’ further ramblings, I can set up a sideline Twitter account to regale you with my tales.*
*I’m not THAT dense. Don’t worry. No sideline Twitter account will occur.
If anybody would like to ‘enjoy’ further ramblings, I can set up a sideline Twitter account to regale you with my tales.*
*I’m not THAT dense. Don’t worry. No sideline Twitter account will occur.
