Welcome to the world of chucklesthescot-hermit, book fiend, computerphobic, nightcrawler. I was trying to think of something cool to write but I keep getting interrupted. My dad has just finished yelling at the TV because his horse came in second('..but he was miles ahead of that bloody horse last time out!' he protests as if I can do anything about it!) By the time the Grand National comes on he'll be out of control.
My neighbour is dancing around her garden waving an almost empty bottle of vodka singing Rangers football songs and screaming that there are slugs on her washing...real or imaginary? In her case I'm really not that sure. I say Go Slugs! Sometimes you can hear her baaing like a sheep in her kitchen and now she seems to be telling the whole street about her underwear...Time to retreat to my batcave with a book and industrial earphones I think...
So in the last week I've read a few books which are...(drumroll please)
Och no the Vodka sheep is back outside, singing something that resembles Lady GaGa. Until next time, happy reading!