I'm off to the Healer in a little while. Still have a nasty gash on my arm from when I helped Ernie move in Susan's flat ( Read more... )

So there. I said it. EVERYTHING. Every sordid little detail. It's all out in the open. I bore my soul out for chrissakes and all I got in response was: Ok.

I think I deserve more than a blank stare and a one-word reply, Sus. You do relaize that?I don't feel too well right now. I need a damn drink. Someone needs to floo over here and join me else I ( Read more... )

Time. They say time heals all wounds. Time erases pain ( Read more... )

Father wants me to take over the family business.

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Fletchley Shipping and Storage Solutions operates cargo vessels of all types all over the world. We transport freight or shipments by land, air and water, to cater to our ever-growing client's favoured mode of transport. If I take the cudgels from my father ( Read more... )

A couple of days ago, I was swinging the lead in the office when I received an owl from Susan and almost browned my trousers.

Ernie and Hannah. Together. Finally.Anybody with a good pair of eyes could see those two were clearly for each other. I’ve told Ernie a million times that he’s been pissing up the wall way too long. At last, the prat ( Read more... )