I seem to have endless problems with my health at the moment.
And I’m becoming like an old woman.
Hello all I’m ranting again! And it is not even the
birthday of the little baby Jesus
aaaaaawwww noo.
I’m running away with masel, the bottom of my bed looks
like a toys-r-us. Do you remember the good old days, when you looked forward to
crimbo, then you were told the god awful secret, then now you know, nothing you
can do its all shite, and just another day for you.
Then i am getting one step closer to the grave, twenty
five days after this, yep i even hate this as well, people, celebrate every
year how old we are getting, and won’t be long before we get planted.
I’m fed up! Boo hoo.
