I totally forgot about Neil's birthday drinks at Comptons last night and got a text from Karl about it when I was almost home, but decided not to head back into town coz I am a boring old fart. Besides I don't think Neil's to keen on me these days because every time I see him I sing "Master of the House" from "Les Miz" to him in a loud jolly voice.
For those of you who don't know Neil, he is a pub manager so I think the tune is quite approprate.
Oh, and Valentine's Day ended with my lovely boyfriend being very sweet and loving, even though he is as sick as a dog right now. I am a lucky guy.
Talking of the Boyfriend, He is a teacher at an inner city junior school, and the charming little CHILDREN FROM HELL he teaches managed to nick his mobile phone last week, and this week lifted £40.00 out of his jacket pocket. I have told him to scout the class for a new dealer. Seriously, I am horrified by it all and am insisting that he start blooking for a lovely post in the suburbs.
I have another day of application debugging ahead of me, I am all Visual Basic'ed out, can't wait for this to be finished and go on to working in another technology.
I enjoyed reading about Michael's quest for a white party frock