October the 20th 1993
With Donna at the gym.
One hour completed.
Admiring Josh’s rugby kits he designs.
They really are something.
Starting work at 2.00pm.
It’s all shits and giggles with Kathryn, Jenny and Mags.
Couldn’t resist a few mouthfuls of Hazel’s home made pie.
Kept getting caught off Boss-man.
Which made it even more tempting.
He looked displeased?
Was it his pie?
Did it have his initials on it ?
Whilst I was chomping on it?
Was I besties with Simple Simon Pieman?
He peered around the door once more.
I had visions of him launching through it and screaming “Here’s Johnny?”
He was like some kind of possessed Pie-man.
I left him the last slab.
To him it was like the last ROLO!
He suddenly went ‘pie-eyed’ .
His favourite film is Pies are us!
As the crumbs gathered on his moustache dancing.
I just gazed.
Arranging a staff night out.
Jenny, Slowcoach, Speedy Gail and Sophia are hoping to come.
Finished at 9.00pm and it’s time to crack open the Castaways!
Met Sophia and Tracy in Yates.
As per usual Medallion Man was there.
His attire consisting of white pants, white shoes and an open white shirt.
He must have been mimicking Morris from the BeeGees!
He had his hands in his pockets and was making his pants really tight by stretching the material.
You couldn’t help but see his boycott of a bulge!
“He hasn’t got any undies on” Myself and Sophia screeched.
Luckily I was distracted.
A familiar face had caught my eye.
It’s bloody Northampton boy (We’d kissed earlier last week).
A trip to the Acca was much needed.
Northampton Boy was stuck to me like Medallion man’s tight pants to his butt cheeks.
We chatted most of the night ( not me and Medallion Man’s butt-cheeks) but Northampton Boy.
We sped off in a taxi together.
He wanted to take me into my local park.
As soon as he got out of the car I shouted to the taxi driver to put his foot down and drive me home.
Think I’d sobered up for once!
To top it off the taxi driver started talking dirty .
What a bloody night!
