Morning Scuba.
Pizza for me today, though I did buy a packet of sliced Turkey and a packet of gravy mix for Jake.
I've already had loads of texts this morning from people wishing me a merry christmas, but they're the people that don't know me well enough to not bother.
Why don't they text me every day wishing me a good day?
Bloody liars.
Anyway Scuba, have a good day, regardless of Mary sleeping around and blaming it on god.
Regards,
Rupert. XX