1 week into the new job and i am under constant surveillance. restriction of internet, emails without foul language. now i know how john mccarthy and nelson mandela felt. im a political prisoner in the some 1984 hell hole. what have i done.
At least the poeple are nice, but maybe thats the drugs in the tea.
Had a right old weekend, putting shelves up in the shed, going for a barbecue at our friends and then getting all sorts of rogered by merseyrail in a vain attempt to get to Huddersfield before lights out. terrible failure - apologies pete. hope you got pissed and then the bumps.
Sunday we went swimming at Europa pools. they have a wave machine and palm trees. all good fun. I went on a couple of water slides for the first time in my life (ive been a non swimer with exceptional aptitude for avoiding most expanses of water larger then a sink for the bets part of 29 years). killer? pah. no fear here my dear.
Now, if anyone is thinking of organising a barn on 4th August, factor in my prebooked caravaning wekeend in deepest cornwall. i expect you to rearrange all plands on my account.
Oh and creegan, sort your fducking webshit out, im fed up of reading about apache indian.
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Alright Bozzley - I'm continually getting berated by my work emails 'depravity filter.' I shit you not, that's what it's called! You swear in your emails and you get a little message to tell you that your email has not been sent due to foul or depraved language. Personally, I resent the implication that I am depraved. Still, at least I'm allowed to look at the internet all day in lieu of working.
THAT'S HARSH POTTER, NO TINTERWEB...
YOU CAN STILL HAVE A CRANK IN THE BOGS THOUGH YEAH?
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