Still in mourning
Sorry for not writing anything over the last couple of days but, to be honest, I’m still in mourning. It’s a bit like when your gran dies. You know it’s going to happen, she’s not been feeling well for a while and everyone keeps telling you that you’ve got to prepare yourself for the inevitable but you can’t stop yourself from thinking back to when she was fit and healthy and you feel that there’s still a chance she might surprise everyone by jumping up out of her sick bed in her piss stained nightie and do a little jig in front of the very doctors who had declared her clinically dead.
Sadly, in this case, grans doctor was Harold Shipman and the inevitable happened so I’m still moping around the place kicking next doors cat.
As a side line, I changed the ring tone on my mobile phone at the start of the Ashes to Soul Limbo thanks to Will over at The Corridor. I’ve just changed it to something equally suitable - Back in Black by AC/DC.
