3 christmas parties, no food, thinking that the victoria was the one on queensbridge road... walking in to some bunch of dickheads dressed as gnomes telling me "you're at the wrong party"- fucking right i was. took a couple of slams on sheet ice, beerciderbeerciderbeercokecidercider couple of hours sleep now at work. anyone wanna buy a bike?
Good day to schedule a party. I was going to turn up. However, my wonderful agency was stuck on a Bermondsey Street to the arse end of Bolingbroke Grove in SW18 at 6:30. As SW18's really close to Acton, they thought they'd ask me to help them out, what with most of the poor ickle motorcyclists having fled to their pits an' all. Being such a nice guy, I agreed. Maybe I'll see you next year.
Xmas party. Work doo. Was quite good until I got home and realized I left my keys in the office. Cab there and back £50 wham bam thank you mam. CB, as for seeing any of us, dream on and fuck off!
i recommend everyone get it, cheap to add to home insurance (directline) or standalone, i've used it twice in last month, runover bike & theft, neither happened before, saved my ass