Thatcher dead

Six years tomorrow.

Wondering if I'll get a bike.

Just sobered up. Woke up with a raging horn but it flopped when I remembered her.

Worth it

Do you remember where you were when she died? I do; I was standing over her holding a pillow over her fucking face as she struggled, less and less until she stopped. Kept it there for five minutes, just in case, and then nipped off and had a wank.

This will be the seventh Christmas without her

I'm as giddy as a seven-year-old