Lovely coffee at Brenda's, but as soon as she left the room I couldn't help tipping it down the back of her telly. Regretting it already.
At my niece's birthday party. The cake's in the pond. It's not going down as well as I thought.
Invited Brenda round for a Sunday roast. Went well. She didn't finish her dessert so I poured it into her handbag. She can have it later.
In Tescos now. I've put some frozen sausages in with the cereals. They'll probably go off. I draw no pleasure from this.
Her across the way came looking for her wind chimes earlier. I told her I didn't have them. I don't. They're on her roof, where I threw 'em.