“whoop’s we have a poorly Mercedes”

Sunday looked like it was going to be a good day, no more snow, rain, wind, and it wasn't too cold either so poppy and i jumped in to the van for a days trading  at Cheltenham, turned the key she just spun and spun and spun etc. at this point there was a niggling  little job on the van i had been meaning to do but never quite got round to doing, “get the glow plugs and relay changed” 

     

“well beat me around with a stocking full of dysentery” but look at all goody's the good people of Cheltenham missed out on

 

“well see anything you fancy!!!” try http://jdclearance.com/ and mail me (unashamed plug)

so all in all it was just another boring no work day “thank’s to me being a bit lazy”  but not to worry let’s end this post  on a sexist note it was roast pork for dinner today,

 

“look girly’s” these aren't aunt Bessie's or packet mix these are the real McCoy made by a 52 year old curly haired yob

“snigger snigger”