A close shave.
This week I didn't win the Lotto again
Well, phew, that was a close thing.
I don't have to work on buying and moving
Don't have to choose which cruise to use
Or ring up my ex and go ha ha ha ha ha...
That Omaze house in Devon went to another
I'd have been lost there and far from all friends
Cider with Rosie is all very well
But hey I'm a bitter man myself...
In fact i remember my ex saying just that .
Not going to the monthly meeting of the West Surrey cynical negativists and ping-pong society tonight
I mean - really - why bother?
Anyway - I'm rubbish at ping-pong.
And their table is broken. Life, eh?
