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Monday, 20 April 2015

In which One is a bit stchoooopid again…

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Have awoken with start realising that One is spending nights alone under same roof as chap One doesn’t even know last name of…

One’s ‘subby’ as referred to by A of the F must have been privvy to this information, but

‘I know the girl who lived here before’

was enough info for One… UNTIL…

One of One’s co-trainee type companions, upon questioning One re: One’s life in gen and living arrangements in particular…

‘What are you going to do immediately you get home, young lady?’ enquired co-trainee (actually a person younger than One)

‘find out his name! That’s what’ she went on.

NOW – One is quite happy to have BF and BFP boss One about in all life matters as they are sensible little wombles and have doubtless saved One from fates worse than death on many an occasion, but, please, Dear Reader, surely One can’t have got this far without the smallest smidgeon of common sense, can One?

Any road up, was contemplating just that in the back yard with a tumbler of Pinot and a fag last evening and planning the start of the conv…

‘Oh by the way, person in spare room, what is your name?’ when One inadvertently guzzled whole half pint of Pinot and had to go to bed at half past eight, without acquiring desired information.

Anyway, have passed another night without being chopped up and left out for foxes to mangee, so must be OK.

Training going alright, although when required to block a kick from a rather handsome co worker, One shot up in the air shouting ‘eeek’ or some other such girly response and was on receiving end of a ‘hard stare’ from Trainer.

This weekend – barbeque in the garden…

This week …. training in Pub with free lunch

Might get used to this new career after all…

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