The winter is ending..

I think it still hasn't been returned. But its Wednesday and we woke up this morning with baccy, milk, foood, heating and really decent proper weed. It was wonderous.

Grace and Frankie got us through. And Pabs who again was really chilled about having fuck all and that made it easier to make something out of the bits and bobs left to keep his belly cozy and not not resent it. Horrid though. We did really well all in all to though. Asda was phoned three whole times and the bank once as well and we mean we spoke to people those times it's not the number of times we dialled the number. Got no where. Margo had same shit years back and ended up with us in Dundee. Both articulating very clearly that the other could return the cash for the undeliverable groceries very easily and neither doing it.

We have bee keeping in mind its wise to listen to the voices that says we need to eat lots and take it easy today. Poor tummy. The no milk thing was pretty bad. We got almond milk from Shonagh but it's fucking awful in tea or coffee and no amount of sugar or honey can mask it. We tried downing some in the hope it would stop that pukey stomach chowing down on its self feeling but that really didn't help and it got puked up.

All good know though! For how long? Dunno..

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