Thursday, 29 December 2011

Apparently the Deal my Father Did With the Yokels was...

...that as soon as my grandmother's in the home they can just put a brick through the window and take what they want.

So I went in through the unlocked door and rescued my bottle of Glenfiddich and thanks to the empty suitcase he'd helpfully left open I also may have found a creative solution to my HD TV problem.

In slightly worse news that bottle of whisky actually contains some Black Bush whiskey so I may be here for a while yet even if Saudi Arabia is currently using Syria as a way to teach Britain into getting that naughty Independent Police Complaints Cover-up (IPCC) to behave.

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