Not happy at all.

God help Alex (froggie). He needs it with out all of his friends.

I just hope when he needs it, he remembers all of what I said.

That’s really hard to say, because part of me just wants to scream and call him names. I can’t though.

Finally I have got around to writing this, even though I’m very tired and just want to go to bed. Me and Karl spent the weekend in Alcester with his sister (who I have never met), lots of drinking and enjoyment had

So what’s happened over the last few weeks?

I have my own car again - got fed up with Karl’s petrol gussler and it was the final straw when it broke down on me. Now an owner of a 1.7TD Vauxhaul Astra (again) - there’s a whole different story behind the car but that’s for another day. I also had a crash course in getting to work and the underground that week.

Now I’m sure there was loads of other things I wanted to write about, but can I think what now? No.

Really happy (and busy!) in my new job/life/etc down here though - froggie and Khyle are visiting next week too