Well I went to my friends in a village called Monk Fryston was perfect as usual, well looked after, good company a few beers and giggles.
Then we apart from my mate (grumpy) all went to see WWE at Sheffield (The 3 daughters were doing my head in on the way over...but thats ok - your allowed when your young and buzzing!!), was a great night, good atmosphere and just fun pure and simple.
Chilled when we got back and was attacked by their new kitten (Fluff), kept attacking my feet! then licked my face and bit my ear LOL...lil git!! She fell asleep on my chest tho.
Back home now and just listening to youTube and smoking too many woodbines (ciggies) - laters
thanks!!