Ah carnival night here in Weston. Or as I know it, the night where pikeys from all over the west country come to sell cheap tat on the streets and hot dogs infested with the Ebola virus to small children. It’s not really that bad but I do so love to paint a pretty picture. Lots of people all over town tonight, we closed at 5pm but thanks to just one customer who caused us huge amounts of hassle, not his fault though bless him just bad luck, I still didn’t get out till 5.45.!!
Had a lovely hot bath and fell asleep in it earlier…. I hate that “sleepy” taste you get when you nap during the day, yuckky.
Angel is working hard tonight so I hope she is not too tired to bounce up to Hobbits tomorrow… and then Milton Keynes on Wednesday. One good night to a bad one… oh well free food I guess. And breakfast is served till ten 
late start there then.
Pizza now I feel so I shall disappear. Have a good one… and if you can’t be good then be, well, bad.!!