duck my
bleeping life huns. I booked a wee Haven getaway last Thursday for 18/8. I change time zones weekly (it's wank, an office somewhere annoyingly hot when working - no smell the wealth).So, I wanted a traditional British holiday with ma weans and dog. Oh and Mr Caw.
Well
duck me sideways. Yesterday I had an email to say Havenfest, whatever the
duck that is was cancelled. I wondered why I had the mail.
Not long ago had a check out email.
Guess which
bleep should be at Primrose bastard Valley now!! Just had to book again as Mr Caw will have me over that bath - not in a good way
I've pissed money up the wall Maz style. I'm gutted. Capish.