Me and Mrs T have been under a lot of stress and strain lately so I have booked us a weeks stay in a cottage in Scotland.
We arrived this afternoon and got into our cottage. It is beautiful, quiet and very remote, lovely and warm, cosy and comfortable. On the way we stopped off at a local off licence and I bought a decent selection of local bottled beers while Mrs T went into a corner shop to buy a few bits and pieces for our tea. We have had our tea, watched a bit of telly and our stress levels are already decreasing.
I have pulled out a bottle of Edinburgh Pale Ale and am literally salivating at the thought of a nice pint of real ale.
Opened the cutlery drawer- no bottle opener. AAAGGGHHHH!!!! Searched the whole building. Not a fkn bottle opener, tin opener, any fkn where. Mrs T is laughing her head off as she pours herself a glass of wine from a box- A BLOODY BOX!!- even the flipping dog is grinning. GRRRR
We arrived this afternoon and got into our cottage. It is beautiful, quiet and very remote, lovely and warm, cosy and comfortable. On the way we stopped off at a local off licence and I bought a decent selection of local bottled beers while Mrs T went into a corner shop to buy a few bits and pieces for our tea. We have had our tea, watched a bit of telly and our stress levels are already decreasing.
I have pulled out a bottle of Edinburgh Pale Ale and am literally salivating at the thought of a nice pint of real ale.
Opened the cutlery drawer- no bottle opener. AAAGGGHHHH!!!! Searched the whole building. Not a fkn bottle opener, tin opener, any fkn where. Mrs T is laughing her head off as she pours herself a glass of wine from a box- A BLOODY BOX!!- even the flipping dog is grinning. GRRRR
