I wake up early and look out of the window, yuk. I’d arranged to go cycling with my brother over the Chase but is most definitely off. As fat as I’m concerned anyway.
At least the wax on my car is working wonders.
And so I get on with the plastering. No actually I do what Alan tells me to do and get on with the other two endings of GTA V.
So it time to kill Trevor.
And he’s not too keen on that idea.
Things don't go well though, and he’s fallen into a tanker of petroleum.
Which luckily for me catches fire.
I have some breakfast, and whilst doing so the sun comes out.
And now I’m ready.
Ready to finish Michael off.
You’d wish it would have been as easy as Bang Bang your dead.
But it wasn’t. I had to chase him up a tower,
dangle him over the end and then
And that was the end, or it should have ended like this, but it didn’t.
And I guess now I should be getting on with the plastering.
But instead I rearranged the living room. Moving the cupboard to the other end.
And then having to rehang the picture up.
And it didn’t stop there. I decided to rearrange the back bedroom.
Which worked out nice. And then only then
did I decide to get on with the job in hand.
And once started, there was no stopping me.
Not until it was finished anyway.
I even tidied up.
erm smell that fresh paint.
I look onto my garden and sit down.
For I deserve a rest, a relax until my brother comes round.
I even open a parcel, my new more powerful inverter. Will this be good enough to power the beer fridge in the garage?
So we have a beer at home and then head into the center of Cannock. Past the Weatherspoons and
into a bar we have not tried yet, the Courtyard.
Here we settle in with two Doombars for four pounds. Oh wow suddenly I’m no longer hungry.
Okay that was a lie. We go to the Thai Resturant Google recommends so warmly, only to find it down the hidden alley closed and boarded up. So there is only one option left. A curry. so we head down the road a little bit to the place that now remembers me.
That's right Delhi 9 and here is my signature dish of chilli picora, made for me.
The beer flows ad the food is served.
So so tasty, this is definitely the best place in town.
My brother wholly agrees.
And you know what, we go back to the Courtyard for another pint.
Back at home my brother tries to get me to watch a new DVD box set he has brought around.
Apparently I fell asleep.