Friday, 30 April 2010

gay paris

Emirates were not coping,,people were not happy,,queues formed,,one snappy little madame asked them what they were doing and a glaswegian mama said,,hen we are waiting to put our names for the uk flights,,,aah well it wont open untill 1600,,and then its everyman for himself,,im surprised a glasgow kiss was not given,,this was getting nasty,,,I wondered if i should put on a french accent,,hmm but hey we ran between queues,,we sweet talked agents and yes yes we were on,,the paris flights,,ok not uk but nearer,,,It was a double decker,,weird,,we settled and Louise said watch this film mum you will love it,,,what i sobbed and i mean sobbed all across the arabian gulf,,The time travellers wife,,stewards walked passed with a side ways glance,,and on i sobbed.A chic flick that will do nicely,,jennifer aniston shes always funny,,but no,,Love maybe,,her only saddy,,what there i was again sobbing uncontrolably,,,oh well better out in than out,,,Gay paris,,,what now,,ran between airport to train to train,,no eurotunnell seats for 5 days,,man asking queue if anyone would take 1000 per ticket no takers,,this was surreal,,Calais yes thats a plan,,,sat on case untill departure,,train,next train, bus,,follow the crowd,,queue for two hours for tickets,,we are nearly there,,,Dover,,,There will always be an England,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,I want to go home.What no transport anywhere till 5am,,it was only midnight,,,,Taxi,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,ok it cost me a fortune but dover manchester its a long fare,,and then there was James he came to manchester,,bless,,and drove us home,,,i love home,,i will never go away again,,,well maybe,,,

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