Not much time to blog today but a quick slice of life in the form of something I heard about half an hour ago. Builder parked in our town talking to a friend in a van parked next to him. Youngish type. He shouts, boastfully.
'Couldn't be arsed buying her a card so I threw three hundred pound at her and said treat yourself.'
In other news: Happy Valentines Day.
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