Fancy free and footloose

Ask and ye shall receive. Someone requested a foot blip yesterday and in the absence of time / inspiration today I oblige.

*Insert your own 'if you'd walked the miles I have' type comment here as per yesterday. If you had you'd probably have worse feet than me, I look after these bad boys y'know. I rarely exposed them to flip flops (sorry, all flip flops are wrong), nor do I ever let them enter a shoe'd area without adequate PPE: socks. Socks are a must.

I learned the other day black socks and white trainers is a no no!! Who'd have thought that? White socks and black trousers are a no no as well. Personally I don't really care up until six months ago I'd wear socks with hole in until all five toes came out.

I've been messaging Debbie fairly intensively recently, we've swapped numbers and all that. She seems such a sweet, lovely woman. As yet we haven't met but we've floated the idea. She works 1/4 of a mile from me and live about 4, and yet we've never met. I know physical attraction is a big thing, but right now the two personalities which we possess seem like they were made for each other. Pity she ever has to see this rugged (and yet wise) boat race of mine really.

Off to see Clean in hospital in about fifteen minutes. I printed off Saturdays blip for her and wrote a few words on the back, y'know just support and stuff. I'm going to struggle for words, but then I'll probably use humour like usual. If in doubt take the piss out of oneself.Oscar Wilde said that. Probably. He said a lot of stuff that fella, and most of it got written down. I hope some of the stuff I say is getting written down for future generations.

My electric bill is £110 a month? Is that normal? It seems f*cking high to me. We do have two fridges (mother has hers for green stuff that grows in the ground and I have mine for beer and cheese), and I had three fishtanks (until the bill came in, turns out my guppies are in the process of downsizing) along with no night rate. I've told the lodger (mother) she is allowed just one bath a week (and only in my old water) and the washing machine is out of bounds. If I have the Xbox on then her tele has to go off (cause and effect). On a Sunday though she gets a treat: I let her warm her food up.

Right on with the serious stuff of seeing a fantastic friend in absolute agony and being able to do f*ck all about it.

Comments etc will be returned as soon as I get two minutes to scratch my love eggs.