so we load the car with our glass bottles/ jars etc for recycling and we avoid getting blown away by the gale force winds and rain and arrive at utter car chaos!

trying to park near the recycling bins we get our place gypped by some doddery old bag in a big car so I slam on in the middle of the car park and just start unloading the glass with the help of the wife...

dickhead in front looks at me in astonishment and I quietly look at him in expectation of his car door opening and abuse, but he heeds my quiet warning and just reverses.....

jump in the car and drive TWICE the wrong way round the car park, waving and smiling and making "crazy" gestures to everyone (those that would catch my eyes that is...) pick the girl up, fuck Sainsbury's off for the nice quiet offy round the corner and we decide to give the circus a miss until tomorrow....

I mean the shops ARE only closed for one day aren't they???

funny thing is that the man who the woman (in big silver car) was waiting for had the cheek to turn to Sarah and ask what he had to do with his empty recycling bag to which she replied:

" Do I look like I fucking work here? What am I am professional recycler or something?"

I taught her well :)

so we're in all day again as the waves are so high we might get blown away otherwise.... is that the Xbox I hear starting up in the background???

:)