all the washing done and almost dry on the line,
about to go to maplins for some parts to fix my amp and ipod,
fancied a swim afterwards,
and it feking rains!
and not just any rain, this is southern shandy drinking country rain,
rain that covers your washing in soot/crap meaning that not only can you not walk to the shops but now you've got to use your lose change to pay for the washing machine again (tight arse landlord) meaning you cant catch th bus either ad stay dry.
Fek i hate living down south, its full of tight arse landlords, smog, no moutains and southerners (aimed at the ones that seem intent on runnig me off theroad and the MP's who claimed the north should be abbandoned in order to force people to move down south).