Tonight you were supposed to clap for bus drivers. Risking their life to drive an empty bus - well, empty around here, anyway. Never really rated Katie Hopkins, but she did make sense to me when questioning this clapping at the sky thing that seems just as contagious as the Connie Virus thing... The first one, specifically for the NHS, I got,totally. They saved my bacon and I can't praise them enough. Since then, we've had Boris, kids, and now, bus drivers....
They have already been done I went to Tesco at 8 without realising what time it was - people clapped me half way - I guess the rest couldn't wait for me any longer, I was going for beer so I was very deserving yet appreciative Probably about 60 to 70% of households were out and I felt a bit guilty driving off I gave a chick a parp parp in the next street though
Is that what the noise was! It coincided with me finally finishing off mowing the grass so thought the praise was for that.
Maybe we should clap for people who selflessly cut their lawn, next week., Next we could have a clap for people who selflessly go shopping for their beer. F*** the bus drivers - they are always late anyway!
i was walking to the shop as it happened. i put my hands up, blew kisses and was yelling "thank you thank you". some people laughed, others looked like they wanted me stoned to death... funny old world aint it? when i got in the shop i started a clap for Mo. Mo is the shop keep and a proper diamond, there was about 10 people in the shop and they all joined in, that was fun.
Not my bin men. The recycling guys are OK but the regular binners won’t take anything other than a closed lid black bin. Tried to put out 1 neatly tied bin bag with additional rubbish last week. Suspected they’d leave it as they usually do & watched as he took the bag off the top, moved it to the side of my car & left it there. Would’ve been easier to chuck it on the back of the wagon.
Don’t get me started on those bloody jobs worth’s Funny how it all changes in the run up to Xmas though when they think there’s a chance of a tip!
There are more decent bin men than there are decent cyclists ... but that isn't saying much at all. For the record, for the nice men who collect my rubbish: You are the exception to the rule (if you're reading).
I love it, the noise covers up me in the neighbors garden making hatchet marks around his tree and then poring stump killer in. Two weeks on the trot and it's working. Steve
