Knackeredness.

I'm knackered.

Combinations of busted thyroid gland, five year olds that wake up at 5.30am and drunken "friends" that insist you goto the pub and wont goto sleep until 2am.

Tonight I get my bed to myself, the phone will be OFF and I'm electrifying the door.

The Relatively Inexpensive Nanny comes back from "Global Gathering" tonight, some kinda mass Burberry swap event for Chavs and Halfords Hero's* where they play bangin' Choons..... sounds more like someone building a shed to me.




Halford Hero: Usually the owner of a Peugeot 106 with body kit, lowered suspension, neon lights and an exhaust like a feckin' coal scuttle.