Disgusting, Disgraceful and Effeminate Sunday

Today I'm dealing with this ESCAPE ARTIST/SNEAKY CUNT

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That'll be primetime ITV Saturday night hosted by Stephen Mulhern before you know it.
 
I have noticed idea if that's actually true or not, and very much do not want to find out.
 
It's a glorious day here in sunny Southsea. I got up early, had a swim and a coffee out and about, nice walk along the beach, quick TK Maxx and Tesco trip, then cleared out a wardrobe, inherited some nice clothes from Mr Sheena and am now sat with a glass of wine waiting for a roast which is being cooked for me.

And at FOUR, I'm off to scatter my Mum's ashes.

IT'S THE PERFECT SUNDAY :disco: :( :D
 
The weather app says it’s sunny here but it’s been cloudy ALL MORNING :evil:
 
I went to a polyamorous queer commitment ceremony yesterday, had a perfectly nice, non-messy day, drank plenty of water and now I’m so hung over I can barely move. It’s hard getting older. :(
 
I went to an A GAY BARBECUE yesterday to celebrate the installation of the hosts' summerhouse overlooking the channel.

I do feel slightly shortchanged though. Last year we had oysters, but this year it was chili dogs :evil:
 
Hello from Cheadle. :basil:

My friend and I are here for Alton Towers tomorrow. It’s a nice little town. Haven’t seen any Piss Olympics so far.
 
Well it ended up rather a pleasant day, even if my fucking useless family were no help. The one brother who literally said “well, that’s that then, see ya” as the bag of her ashes was still being tipped out was my favourite.

Considering the next time will likely be at his own funeral, I thought we might have managed something slightly more meaningful but STILL…
 
Went for two swims on the way home, stopped for a pint, bumped into some pals at a bbq, got ready for (very early) bed and thought “fuck it” and went across the road for ice cream and swim number three.

All in all, an absolute triumph of a day!
 

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