Afternoon black folk who all look the same apparently
Today is turning out pretty sweet after a shitty end to the week.
I crashed my car on Thursday night. Wasn't hurt but the airbags deployed and it was looking like a hefty repair bll. I will be claiming it against the council as they were at fault but the idea of having to shell out what I thought would be well over a grand if not more and hoping to claw it back wasn't appealing.
Well I had a wedding gig last night. I was told I couldn't drive (mechanic and docs orders) so my poor wee dad after working a full shift from 7 int he morning helped me pack my gear and drove me to my gig 25 miles away, hung around all night and had to endure my singing as well as DJing
The gig was an absolute stormer. I honestly can't think of another gig where I've been so ON. The crowd were great anyways but I was just totally in the zone.
Anyways my dad dropped off my car at cowboy john the pervert mechanic (long story) who I really didn't wwant to use but my garage don't do airbags. I got a call from said pervert earlier saying that the damage underneath is fairly minimal so it's only going to cost £260 to fix.
At that I don't think the council will dig their heels in but if they do, it's not a huge hit to take.
Skip forward an hour and my mum phones. She'd been clearing stuff out in the kitchen and came across my pub stash in a cupboard I'd totally forgot about. If I ever had a bunch of notes on me I'd leave them in a kitchen cupboard so if I was going to the pub or heading out, I could just grab some dough from there instead of walking to the cash machine - £220 I had sitting there
Fry up and beers for breakfast served by my girlfriend and Chelsea totally doing Arsenal = a much nicer Saturday than I was expecting