Monday, 27 October 2008
usual please dave
right. that's it. no more booze till... well no more booze till i can't possibly stand no more booze one more second without exploding. i do like a little drink now and again (mainly again) and if there's just me in a corner of a lovely dingy little boozer of a chilly afternoon i'm fine nursing a sneaky half or a tinkling some ice around a tumbler of something sweet it's when there's company the trouble starts. my big mouth just can't stay shut and there's unstopable babbling that turns into incomprehensible rambling before the first bleeding rounds finished. so here goes nothing.
the carpenters - i won't last a day without you