i fucked up big time. i lost track of the days.
i thought saturday was sunday and sunday was monday.
i gave it a hoosh with a broom in the morning but it came loose again and i went down to my mechanic and he was closed.
i thought maybe they skived off because of the lovely weather.
went around loadsa garages but they were all closed.
is it a bank holiday monday i was thinking.
looked at my phone and it said sunday.
bollocks how did it go outta whack i thought.
picked up an indian yungwan with a marvellous head of hair and turned the meter on and it went to the four euro rate.
i cudda got it properly fixed saturday afternoon but i thought it was sunday.
sittin there watchin pawn stars and all the dirtballoon sons pretendin to be experts on fine gick all day like a wanker.
