We've found out what's wrong with the car (I knew there was something) - the rear window wiper doesn't appear to work. Neither did the rear window heater last night. Hmm. Luckily we're getting out of the season where we'll need either, but it might be shit driving in the Winter if it can't be fixed.
This was on the way back from Margate, where I got talking into going bowling. I fucking hate bowling, it's just ritual humiliation in front of families of Chavs. It doesn't help that I'm reallly terrible at it, although I did beat Flo in the second game (was very excited to have Beaten A Boy). Sharing the booth with us were the Chavviest Chavs ever - two women, about my age, all football T Shirts, scrunchies and big hoop earrings, with two boys - one about 5, the other about 13. They kept lighting up fags and passing it around, including to the 13 year old, which was making me really mad, but you can't have a go at people like that, Oh No. (Actually, even if I could have, I wouldn't. They looked like bruisers.)
Played Scrabble last night and was very excited to use up all my tiles in one go for the first time ever with 'Validated', on a double word square and everything! I got 72 points! Ian still beat me, though, with an agressive Power Play - that boy plays everything to Win! He told us yesterday 'You know what I woke up thinking this morning? "Whatever happened to that electrical chain store Tandy?"' He's one in a million!
And a great couple of rounds of 'Oooh, What's It's Name?' played at The White Hart on Fri - famous Jews followed by famous Homosexuals (both Ian's idea). But it went on for about an hour! Never before have I jumped up in the air at a pub and said, quite so excitedly 'Oh! Oh! Benjamin Disraeli!'
Larks.
This was on the way back from Margate, where I got talking into going bowling. I fucking hate bowling, it's just ritual humiliation in front of families of Chavs. It doesn't help that I'm reallly terrible at it, although I did beat Flo in the second game (was very excited to have Beaten A Boy). Sharing the booth with us were the Chavviest Chavs ever - two women, about my age, all football T Shirts, scrunchies and big hoop earrings, with two boys - one about 5, the other about 13. They kept lighting up fags and passing it around, including to the 13 year old, which was making me really mad, but you can't have a go at people like that, Oh No. (Actually, even if I could have, I wouldn't. They looked like bruisers.)
Played Scrabble last night and was very excited to use up all my tiles in one go for the first time ever with 'Validated', on a double word square and everything! I got 72 points! Ian still beat me, though, with an agressive Power Play - that boy plays everything to Win! He told us yesterday 'You know what I woke up thinking this morning? "Whatever happened to that electrical chain store Tandy?"' He's one in a million!
And a great couple of rounds of 'Oooh, What's It's Name?' played at The White Hart on Fri - famous Jews followed by famous Homosexuals (both Ian's idea). But it went on for about an hour! Never before have I jumped up in the air at a pub and said, quite so excitedly 'Oh! Oh! Benjamin Disraeli!'
Larks.