She was so smashed. She said her bath was leaking in the bathroom that hadn't been touched. So Scott had gone to get a new waste pipe. Followed by the builders can't finish until the waste pipe is moved
and she had learnt so much. Clearly the two bottles of prosecco had got her confused at this point.
She then said that until all of that they weren't able to put the roof back on, and they needed a special bit for the windows.
Friday today what melt downs are we predicting? She is likely to start the day off moaning as she is going to have a stinking hangover if last nights ramblings are anything to go by.
Oh and the botox had ran out and she wants it to come back. Still not affording Quinn swimming lessons though.