Yet another dark chapter in my life. I lost my keys AGAIN. Overwhelmed, upset an angry all three is how I felt and more gone 12 this morning, and I do apologise to the residence of Poppy Mews if you heard a faint cry and sobbing at this ghastly hour. Having thought about walking down to mi mum an dads, I actually realised that after last time, the outcome would be more emotional than Oliver Stones Vietnam War Oscar winning epic Platoon seeing my dads face, and John bless him he didnt disappoint but I had no choice. Would I do this again? In the same situation yes absolutely I am on human after all. The words he spoke, the looks he gave the menacing sound of grinding teeth are something words just couldnt describe, some could say poetry in motion but all I can say is frightening. I even with a slurr complemented on his hanging basket Are they Busy Lizzies? but not even that could deter his mood. Sunday dinners with the dog and they havent even got one. Good night thou cheers Joe Cannon xx
Posted on: Sun, 13 Jul 2014 11:07:56 +0000
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