Well, me and the dog are. The rest of the Crackle family have left on a jet plane to the land of the in-laws. Mrs Crackle has left a wallpaper stripper in a prominent position, hmmmmm. The dog's not keen, he's trying to talk me into regular trips out. Strangely though, I haven't been left a big long list. I can only surmise that I will be drip fed e-mails and texts.
I dropped them off, got ten minutes down the motorway when this familiar sounding mobile started ringing, aaaaarghhh! Crackle1 had left his phone in the car. Back to the airport.
Anyway, what should I do with my week, suggestions please?
I dropped them off, got ten minutes down the motorway when this familiar sounding mobile started ringing, aaaaarghhh! Crackle1 had left his phone in the car. Back to the airport.
Anyway, what should I do with my week, suggestions please?