People say the nastiest things...

[sawyl]

The London visitors arrived in time for lunch, thanks to good traffic conditions on the motorway. With their arrival, it feels like Christmas has really begun.

After listening to Carols from Kings, my parents' 92 year-old neighbour came to tea and my sister, who'd been working on Saturday night, regaled us with tales of horror. Even the light relief wasn't all that light. While trying to unpleasant treat a drunk who'd suffered minor injuries after walking themselves in front of a car, my sister — working, incidentally, in the hospital where she was born — was told to:

Fuck off. Fuck off back to your own country. Oh. Wait. You can't. Because you haven't got a passport.

And then, later:

Fuck off. Fuck off and don't touch me. I don't want to shag you...

To which my sister replied, "It's just as well! The feeling is more than mutual!"