Well after such a fantastic time in Berlin things have slowly gone from bad to worse since we got home. Which is one of the reasons I haven't actually finished telling you the rest of the story about our fantastic time in Berlin.
Actually it all started on the train towards the airport in Berlin. The guy stood next to me seemed to have forgotten to put his deodorant on that morning so fucking stank and the Scottish woman sat opposite us, talking to her German daughter-in-law, was quite obviously putting on a stupidly posh Edinburgh accent (something I have great experience of thanks to being with a complete cunt for five and half years) and it kept slipping now and then.
This was just the beginning of my troubles which has culminated in being car-less, having to fork out many euros for a hire car which has now gone back so tomorrow I have to go to work in Brad's car, which causes enough problems anyway!
Mother has rang and told me she'll be here on Tuesday 3rd so she can celebrate my birthday, even if it is a few days late but I honestly, and yes it sounds down and depressing and I don't give a fuck, I honestly see nothing to celebrate.
Bah! Not in a good mood thanks to many many many fucking factors, all of which seem to be coming to a head.
Arse fuck shit wank cunt bollocks and twat!