There’s a running theme to my life at the moment that can be summed up in one word…

 

…BANNED!

 

Fam has BANNED me from shouting at people in the local Tesco. So I,  respecting their public shame at being associated with me, went to buy some much needed food this morning. Mouth zipped. Fake Smile.

I only got PUBLICLY told off 3 times for NOT standing in their STOOPID boxes that are now taped on the floors.

Mouth still zipped. Smile still Fake.

Finished. Loaded car. Set off on the drive home and LET RIP.

 

I SHOUTED TO MYSELF THE WHOLE WAY HOME!!!!!

 

Wow. I’m feeling much better for that :o)