My last post was kinda jumbled as i was going to talk about bath but got side tracked, so i gonna try again but this time actually talk about the title, lol.
Well tonight myself and my beautiful fiancee decided to go and get a chinese but first my fiancee needed to fill her car up with petrol, to which i thought no problem, how hard can that be, oh how wrong i was!!!!.
The filling the car up part was not problem, she did that well from what i could tell, she took off the HUGE PETROL CAP and put petrol in and i thought that was that, now time to head for a nice chinese. So after filling up, we proceeded to drive off towards a roundabout at which point i heard a clunk, clunk, double clunk, so i said calmly you did put the bloody full cap back on didn't you? to which she replied umm, umm, 'have you got a small penis?' (she didn't really say that) but i've got to jazz it up a little bit, to which i replied 'i take that as a no then LOVE?'.
As always i was correct, she'd driven off with the full cap on the roof, it didn't surprise me, i was almost expecting something like that, it's kinda like a trademark for her.
I thought pull over now we'll jump out and have a look, now a fuel cap isn't exactly small, it well big n black and well you know what kind of image that normally conjours up, so i thoght no problem we'll spot it straight away but oh no, we look high and low, but we could find that huge fuel cap anywhere.
So we just drove on got a chinese and went home (we'll have a look tommorrow). I thought this was the end of my exciting night but my fiancee, Denine had other plans, i get home and start to dish up the chinese when i hear a smashing sound, she'd only managed to knock down one of my beloved 'Alfred Hitchcock' framed posters and smashed the glass, grrr, i thought right Paul calm down all the excitement and stuff is over, but it wasn't.
We then proceeded to eat our chinese and watch a film, all with little or no excitement, but after this we proceed to go up stairs so i can tuck her into bed before coming down to write my blog at which point she says where's my phone? can you ring it please, so i do and we can hear it ringing but can't see it. Earlier in the afternoon she'd been to Boots the chemist and bought something and out of the corner of her eye she can see the bag moving, but i thought her mobile can't be in there, the bag has a knot tied in it but it was, god give me strength i'm marrying this women, how can you put a mobile in a plastic bag, a small one too and tie a knot in it? lol. (Denine, Denine, i do love you even with you little denine-isms!!!!).
May the fosters be with me and god have mercy on my soul,
Paul.
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