I'm waiting for T.Maria to start "The Unforgivable or Not Diaries of AWE." and I will be off and running again.
Let me think about an idea I have for these current diaries and I will try to post this next weekend. It won't be Barbossa but it will be another of my admired characters. So, keep to the code and keep the faith til we meet again. Savvy?
For Sailor....who is still poorly sick and needs cheering up with some Jack goodness 😄
Jackie-poo!
Day - The downhill to the rest of my life....
Dear Norrie
To an unfortunate and unforseable fortune of events that have nothing whatsoever to do with me -
[And yes, i have been running through Johnny's lines with him...
- Myself and my lady love have had a bit of a falling out...
It all started yesterday when I complained of of skin being itchy...I told her that she needed to stop using bubble bath to wash the bed-sheets with...
She didn't mind my accusations too much...because it turns out that its not the bubble bath...its the bloody FLEES from the ball of wooly fluff that lives with us!!
Well, you can imagine how well that conversation went down....
Like a lead balloon, obviously.
Like a mad man, i stomped around the trailor, getting out my best stewing pots and butchering knives.....
...i was determined to have lamb chops for supper!
Then my beloved did the unthinkable...she threw out my 'Artist formerly known as Prince' CD collection!!!
The first dance at our wedding was on one of those CD's!!!!
Although admittedly She didnt really take too kindly to me wanting to dance to 'I just wanna spend some extra time in you....kiss!' ...and decided (against my will!) that we were going to dance to Vanilla Ice...Oh, the catastrophe!!!!!...
Well, obviously i was having none of it.
I told her that if she didn't get that flee-infested sheep out of my sight then I would get it when she least expected it...
So...instead of doing the calm and honourable thing...my beloved decided to run out of the trailor shouting;
"MURDERER!!!! HES A MURDERER!!! SOMEONE HELP ME!!!!"
All the way down the street!!
Everyone in the other trailors could hear the Kufufel....some of them even decided to stick their noses out of their net curtains and watch the action.
Well, i couldnt have people thinking I was a mad-man...so i did the only sane thing i could think of...
I put the handle end of the carving knife into Gladys mouth....and then ran for the trailor door myself, shouting;
"SHES GOING TO GET ME!!! SOMEONE HURRY, GLADYS IS GOING TO KILL ME!!!!"
....About two hours later -
And a full investigation from the police, whom have put Gladys behind bars until she admits to attempted murder
- I have got to say that thing are much calmer in the Trailor now...
Well, Sailor is giving me the evils...according to her, the next time I see Gladys i have to give her a full apology for being 'really mean'....
But theres nothing in the world that could stop my beloved from being mad at me for too long...
Ill just give her some cuddles and soon she will love me again like she used to...
And if the cuddles dont work, I'll just drug her 😄