
Why does God insist on annoying me?
On Monday, i'm due to go on my first holiday in approx 10 years.
The nearest thing i've had to a holiday in all that time is 1 night out in Lodon and the RAH the next day.
It isn't a BIG holiday, nothing grand, just 4 nights in Blackpool with a bunch of net pals.
Is that too much to ask?
Apparently so.
Just found out it's Normans funeral on Monday, so I can either go take my holiday, or give a fecking quarter of it up to go the funeral.
I am NOT FECKING AMMUSED