Benidorm!

We're all of to benidorm for a fortnight. Have it! Me, Mark, Carl, John, House of Fraser, Souness and Lamps. We had to let that dummy head souness come on account of it's his sister who got us the cheapo flights. She works for some travel agent in hubcap-land and she's sorted us out tickets at £50 sovs a pop each return. Which can't be bad. The only thing is we have to get the flight from John Lennon airport in Liverpool which is a killer. We fly out Saturday. It's a bit sudden but I'm looking forward to it. I'll try and keep the site updated whilst I'm there but I wouldn't hold your breath. I can't wait.

Stan's a bit pissed off because nobody'll be doing the windows. He's only just give me my job back after the ladder incident so he's not best pleased.
"I need a break Stan. I reckon i've earned it," i tell him
"you've only been working a fortnight," he says.
There must be a point he's trying to make somewhere but I can't fucking well see it.