George minus 2 weeks

i guess i was wrong…

With the countdown to the return of George now standing at T-2 weeks, I get a phone call at 3:30 in the morning. It could only be George, and it was, and we had a nice conversation considering the time. This made me smile, thinking that she really missed me, and had to phone at these obscure hours because the pain of being without me was so bad.

Then, the very next day, she called again (at a reasonable hour).

To apologize for being drunk.

Doh!

But, even after all that, I can’t wait for you to get here. Two weeks, and counting…

and one for you, mum

Something else for everyone to ignore – just experimenting with Blogger, and couldn’t think of anything to use it for. Then it hit me – skinny bloke, can’t eat anything, right?

Wrong.

Now, read theJimmydiet, updated whenever I get around to it. Be amazed…