I am constantly wracked with guilt about not seeing my Gran as often as I could.
She has been in a nursing home for about 8 years, since my granda succumbed to teh cancer. The nursing home is very depressing and the residents are usually hooting, wailing, pissing themselves or expiring. When I go and visit I always make a point of going out for a walk with her, well, me walking and her sitting in a wheelchair. Old age is never very pretty, particularly the demented/alzheimers variety. Go and see her, take her some flowers and possibly a cheeky toke or even a blast of Dimitri, that should wake her from her stupor.

As for the fighting, well, i've just tanked a litre bottle of 'wreck the hoose juice' and I am currently scanning my desk for blunt objects
(Cancer Joy was short lived, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 9:56, 1 reply, 16 years ago)

Righto - see you in the B3ta carpark in 5 minutes.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 10:07, Reply)

Naw mate, you won't see me, but i'll see you.
You might catch a blur in the periphery of your vision, but that will be about it. My ninja skills will be enhanced with Buckfast and my capacity for violence will be increased ten fold.
(Cancer Joy was short lived, Tue 20 Jul 2010, 10:19, Reply)