Thursday, 22nd August 2019.
This latest bout of limbo seems endless. I’m just trying to keep my morale up. I am definitely a disgusting wreck of a man though. I’m not feeling healthy but I don’t care enough to do anything about it.
Apart from that, I’ve had a couple of days work this week and discussed Louis’ “after school” options. He seems quite keen on becoming an electricians apprentice.
I agree. At least he will always be able to earn.
The only other thing I’ve done is explained by this photo:
Saturday, 24th August 2019.
A couple of days have passed. I’ve still nothing to speak of. I’ve drunk a ridiculous amount of lager, taken too much cocaine, a couple of pills and annihilated my stash of green and hash.
A usual couple of days then?
I have made a couple of efforts.
I’ve done a lot of DIY. Sold one of the amps I listed,………?
No. That’s it.
I didn’t realise it was a bank holiday. There’s another day of possible work lost!
What does it take to turn you on?
I seem to have developed boobs!
Sunday, 25th August 2019.
Monday, 26th August 2019.
Bank Holiday Monday.
When the party’s over, you’re on your own.
I’ve managed to get a days work at my boss’s. Knocking down his old shed to make way for our new office. The good part is, me and Louis are doing it.
Louis is excited.
Ok. Maybe less excited than I would want him to be.
Maybe I’m more excited by the idea. The idea my eldest is gonna earn for himself? I dunno?
I think it is more to do with the fact I tried to explain, the importance, of the the song “Stay Free” to him and I didn’t get the reaction I was hoping for……
It’s an important song. It’s “THE” song. It’s……….
It means the world to me……..it is the world to me.
Anyone who knows me will know, it’s time to shed a tear. It’s time to remember.
Wednesday, 28th August 2019.
I did, indeed take Louis to work yesterday. We went to my guv’s house and ripped down his shed. Nt ideal when its 30 degrees but begears can’t be chosers. He did me proud and the guv paid him 50 quid, so he was chuffed. Shattered but chuffed. If the Bouch isn’t available tomorrow and Friday, he can come and help build the new one as well.
I’ve been, pretty much, off my tits since last Thursday so I decided to lay off the booze and class A’s for a bit. At least until my internal organs stop screaming at me.
Seeing as neither me or Dave have much shed building experience, we are going to base it on this video.
Thursday, 29th August 2019.
Louis did very well. My Guv was impressed.
Saturday, 31st August 2019.
Me and the boy continued with the shed build yesterday. Louis was chuffed to have 150 quid is his bank account last night.
Thus, we are in Staines. Sorting ou any school clothes he might need whilst he looks for things to spend his 150 quid on. He wants a denim jacket.
He told me to go to Nostrano and he’d meet me there.
Some time after Louis arrived, I saw my sister-in-law walking by. It turned out that my brother was at the back drinking craft beers, like a wanker.
He is my brother so we joined them for a little chit-chat.
It was all good.
After that, we finished shopping. Louis went off to “meet” someone.
All in all, a crap week.
On a positive note, Carter just booked us on a holiday for April.
Lanzarote. All inc.
Now I just have to pay for it.