SleepwalkingA friend of mine once cooked an entire meal for two in her sleep, ate the lot and washed-up before going back to bed.
She has also awoken to find herself naked, on a fire escape in Fulham, confronted by two burly - and not to mention excitable - officers of the Metropolitan Police.
She doesn't even live in Fulham.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Wed 22 Aug 2007, 22:21)
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BuggerSome inconsiderate bastard has decided to top themsleves somewhere near Durham resulting in my fucking train back home to the Glorious North being either cancelled, delayed or fucked-up beyond all measure. So I'll get a flight I think. Shouldn't be too much.
"What? 217 quid? You're having a fucking laugh" I told BA's fuckwits.
So. I'm now stuck in fucking London for another fucking night. 6 fucking months I've done down here - you get less for manslaughter - and today was my last fucking day in this contract and therefore my last day in fucking London.
Right. I'm going to go and get drunk. Anyone in the Hanwell/Ealing area want to come for a few beers? I'll buy. I'd rather give the money to B3tans than BA.
Cheers.
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Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Thu 30 Aug 2007, 16:08,
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