Rancid Meat Balls

On Saturday my Grandmother had her 80th birthday party. There was lots of old people there. Some of them drank scotch. I didn't. In fact I didn't drink much at all, just a couple of beers. I was still fairly unwell though. I'm blaming the party pies. They were good though.

So much of my Sunday was spent waiting to run to the toilet where I could make a new mess. It was pretty gross. I wasn't into it.

In fact I'm not really into typing at the moment. So I'm not going to.