Not easy, the life of the rebel skater’s dog, three hours after his master’s arrest.
At least, they don’t make me wear my poo tied in a bag around my neck in the Mistake Factory.
When Darren invented camoball, he was pretty sure that he would rapidly become a millionaire.
But as the sales failed to materialise, he soon lost momentum.
He hit a wall.
There was I.
Pretty sure to have clinched the title of Most Knackered Person of the Week, after a surprisingly tiring 4 day week. But Mrs mememe2U snatched it from under my exhausted feet.
Time for romance.
And in love.
So blissfully alone.
We had a third consecutive day of sunshine today. Again. Not even two weeks after the 4-day heatwave (when the thermometer reached 21 degrees on two distinct occasions).
There are rumours that we may actually be bang in the middle of a summer.
Who would have thunk???
An over-sized cuddly St Bernard toy is just for Christmas. Not for life.
By 5 January the kids rarely play with it. By 10 February they hardly give it a side glance. By 18 March they have forgotten it even exists.
It takes the parents a good deal longer to summon the energy to round up all the useless shite around the house and dump it outside the door of the charity shop.