Wednesday, December 27

Twenty

Back To Leeds!



Cramped seats? Minimal bag storage space? Late arrival to your destination? Toilets that stink and rarely work? I HATE YOU NATIONAL EXPRESS!






That's just wrong




This was seriously the ugliest thing on earth. Even from the side she looks like Butterbean in a wig




My darling momma. As over-tanned and classy as always






I love my home village. There is something really nice about seeing a horse share the street with motor vehicles






Auntie Julie. Luckily for her I deleted the photo which makes her look 85 years old




Hey mum, David Dickinson called. He left you a message'



'Yeah, he wants his bronzer back'








My grandfather. Nice jumper








I love Ruby. She is my favourite dog ever. And the biggest



On the coach home, the toilet didn't work. When I eventually got to a bathroom after 3 hours of painful torture, I placed my bag on the floor with a little too much force, causing my big bottle of vodka to smash and leak all over everything else in said bag. When I got home I was understandably pissed off, but I was cheered up when I arrived home by a crippled doll sat on the table

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