some jobs you just dont want to do... Like sound proofing a party wall...
this 2nd week started, shak'n and a ach'n with a dose of 48 hour flue...
later drag myself out of sick bed to finish the poxy job, fitting the last bit of plasterboard lopped off part of my thumb...
two days later I get up early to do a little cleaning job on a saturday and its projectile vomiting time...
and then damage the heel of my foot so badly, I can't walk...
So fuck it all...
and then this morning my invite arrived...
just sayin...
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