Sunday

Last night we went out to Mrs Mini's 40th birthday party. Odd ive always thought she was much older, she certainly looks it. She's got a new baby which all the ladies cuddled and cooed over, also a downs lad, almost two and just walking. Tiny smiley very elfin face. Place was stacked with young mums and baby's or mums out having left their children with babysitters. We took ours as he's a good excuse to leave early.
They live a "normal" life Mr Mini makes false teeth and she fidles about, formerly once she worked for Disney, last i heard she was doing some backgrounds for crap cartoons. Odd being in a place full of "normal" people politely rubbing shoulders with us. Saw Godbotherer there and Weezy. Weezy looked dehydrated and tired. She had some sort of "test" at the hospital. I think with a camera up the bum thing, poor girl, no end to her health problems.

Met Mrs Dodo too,she so neurotic she seems to make her hubby's life a misery. he survives i think from working in the north sea six weeks on and six off, fixing the electrics on mimi subs. he told me he had recently got back into windsurfing. A good way of escape i think.
Hotdog was there with wife and stepdaughter, she recently taken up sex and it seems to agree with her. After being shagged by her, now ex, brutish boy friend she's gone all thin and dark eyed. I was called into fix her computer once. Terrible mess it was all clogged up with crappy spam and adware. I did the electronic equivalent of going through he knickers draw ( i was actually looking for stuff to axe off to make space) and did a search for pictures, only to be greeted with a big pic of Oafish boyfriends bare bum. Somehow its indicative that that was the rudest she could go i think. Anyway she been give the brush off by him after some drunken screwing she did.

Wife dropped in on Godbother today after trying to phone her. She had unplugged the phone saying , she had to answer the phone at work and didn't want to at home. When wife suggested she go see a shrink, she said she never would. Nutter, and getting nuttier by the day.


I once worked for a guy called Bodger. He bought himself a huge Volvo estate, silver and the odd rust hole. He instructed me to fill the holes and paint it with "This silver stuff...".. and handed me a big brush and a tin of silver Hammerite. It was a very hot summer day, Hammerite strings and runs like hell in the heat! Bearing in mind i was doing this in the street, i must have had a dozen people come past and stand aghast at what i was up to. Its looked like a cake that had been iced before it was cool in the end.