Friday 16 March 2012

Painting the town

 That dread time has passed again, the student really does not do birthdays, a ceremony to mark being a year further from being born and a year closer to being dead.

She has however accepted an invite out from one of her little mates, they have gone off to I am not sure where, leaving instructions that I am to go and collect them at some unspecified time. Now, if they are like that when they are sober, what chance when they have relaxed over a bottle of wine?

I suppose i could just wait for the Police to call to ask me to bail her out.

R   

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