Thursday of this week Bum Stiley and I have decided to have a grub up.
Tenderloin of pork rolled in various spices with potato cakes, green beans and a shallot and red wine sauce.
This being the new thursday night (little saturday!!) as opposed to sitting in the poppe inn getting thoroughly pissed and burning serious holes in our collective pockets.
Now carter my dear little melanoma on the arse edge of humanity we both know that these best laid plans will end in complete and blithering intoxication of the most paraletic kind, what with a barely cooked lump of pork and some sludge that is probably remeniscant of baby sick.
Basically what i'm trying to say is any excuse for a piss up!
Friday morning i will have that rather sickening pain like someone has forced 2lb of raw sausage meat behind my eyes, and breath that smells like me mums cats fanny mmmmmmmmmm!!!!
I LOVE BEEEEEEEER!!!!!!!
Be with you soon MAGGS!
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