Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Teri comment

It's quiet and all I hear is noise.

Christmas time once again.

Xmas time is here and it is a time of celebration.
On the train right now going through to Glasgow for the festivities with Teri terrified that our house is going to be robbed. I remember fondly the days where we could leave our door open over the weekend because there wasn't really anything we cared about losing. Alas now we fear that the stuff in our home may abandon us. 

Stuff is now so important. It occupies our mind with concern. 

On the bus into edinburgh we encounter four merry thieves with two large sacks of booty having just robbed a corner shop. We heard them discuss their raid in which they got at least 100 packets of crisps, 6 multipacks of Pepsi which they were adamant they could sell for £2 each; 20 bottles of Ribena, and some beer.

Master Criminals!

Dirty orange bastards

Dirty Fenian bastards. 


5 years my arse.