Shortly after, and following a good clean-out of my car, I popped round to fetch Mr McGill for a round of glof, and stopping briefly on the way to pick up Mr Baker, headed for DGC in the glorious sunshine! SIGH! Shortly after came the inevitable headache and an atrocious first few holes! However, things soon picked up following the demise of Dom's bogie round and Kevs ever decreasing score, and things didn't turn out too bad in the end!
I think there was a gap of a few hours after glof. My headache had worsened and I just lolled about and had a lay down for a bit trying to clear it. 3 litres of water and 2 ice creams later, I was just about man enough to drag myself up and get in the shower before this weeks edition of Top Gear(corn). I think the thing that does Top Gear(corn) for me, is that I think Clarkson and I share something in common.....?!
or perhaps this...?
Anyway, enough of that!
So, filled with wisdom, (and knowing the Renault Megane R28 R is a greater waste of money than a Ford Focus RS; that a 1st class letter is faster than the new Porsche Panamera and that 1 bag of Microwave popcorn is far too much for just one person), myself and Dom set about tonking a tennis ball around the garden (again) for no apparent reason in another small game of 2 person cricket, which was exhausting... again! (we had a quick bash just before Top Gear(corn))
Meanwhile.... poor Lydia had been neglected and had buried (or been buried) in Inkheart, so dripping in sweat and smelling of something not very nice, I took it upon myself to ruin the peace and tranquility by trying to make up for the time I'd just spent winning cricket. ( : P ) This however became too unbearable (the heat, not Lydia) so the two of us nipped out for a quick drive so pathetic lil' me could cool off.
And that's about it, I think. Phew! Off to bed so I can wake up in 6 and a half hours to start another draining week at work.
Love you Lydia
Nighty night all!
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