Monday isn't going to bandy figures around

My washing machine is on the blink. The timing couldn't be much worse.
 
When taking my son to school this morning he tells me that he was glad he did not go to the football game yesterday as whilst the fans were observing the 2 minute silence they started shouting “SHOVE YOUR POPPIES UP YOUR ARSE”. Now I am not even from this country, but that does not sit well with me.
 
MORNING

Or is it afternoon? I DON'T KNOW ANYMORE.

I've woken up in a right GRUMP for no reason and I can't shake it.
 
After a long weekend in London, I'm pleased to report I'm still in bed
 
Being forced to go out after work tonight for a meal so everybody can get to know the new lady that's starting here next Monday. Apparently the fact that I've known her for over fifteen years doesn't count as a reasonable excuse not to come. I'll go for the free food but I'm not staying for the pub quiz that starts at half eight.
 
Quite by chance to hot romance I found the answer
FLAMENCO DANCERS are by far the finest bet
There was one who whispered OH HASTA LA VISTA
Each time I kissed him BEHIND THE CASTANETS
He RATTLED HIS MARACAS close to me
In no time I was TREMBLING AT THE KNEE
 
I am baking with the rest of the fruit from my garden tonight. Eve’s pudding/Caramel apple Granny/raspberry frangipane tart anyone?
 
I've not had a fight since 1980. And that was only pulling my cousin Damon's hair because he was cheating at Connect 4.
 
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