After finishing my last bottle of ale (Bombardier)I started to think it would be nice to pop down to my local and have a couple of pints and be back in time to watch Game of Thrones and finish the bank holiday weekend off nicely. So I started hatching a plan on how I could approach Mrs FH about how I could sneak off before she would realize what plan I was hatching, then for some reason I said to her those fateful words, I’M BORED! What the hell was I thinking, I think she aw the panic on my face and before I could say anything else she had already muttered…If your bored there’s a pile of ironing you can do 😥
Its a hard lesson to learn and a mistake I shan’t make again in a hurry, so words of warning fellas, think before you speak.
