I went to get my hair cut this morning, and it turns out the guy who won £45 million on the lottery this week is a regular there. His dad was actually in there as I came in.
Then I went to Nottingham, and bumped into Wayne from Boots, which is always a good ego-booster, because he always says I look like I've lost weight. I weighed myself on the machine in Boots to see if I had, and I haven't, but who are you going to believe in sensitive matters like that? A soulless machine or Wayne from Boots? I know who I choose to believe, anyway.
Really have to get off the cherry coke, though...
2 comments:
Maybe his name is 'weigh-in'
Cherry Coke rehab, it's the only way.
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