I work through the morning and then drive Lily and Daisy home to Leigh-on-Sea to offer my wife some much needed R&R over the weekend. The back seat is loaded with provisions: comfort blankets, Wall-e DVD, tub of eczema cream, teddies and so forth. As usual, Lily complains about the music being too loud and after I switch the CD off, proceeds to sing renditions of what sounds like Japanese propaganda anthems. It takes just over a couple of hours to get home and then in the evening, I pop round best friend Vik’s house to watch the live Eastenders, which is impressive despite the odd fluffed line and melodramatic ending. Then out for an Indian meal at “The Raj” joined by Carolyn and Carlton. We order a cheap bottle of unmemorable but potable Frascati, then embark upon a salacious conversation that turns the air blue over the whole of Essex. Most of it is unrepeatable here, but it commences with an in-depth discussion upon Lady Gaga’s labia and descends into utter depravity thereon in. Needless to say, it is one of the most hilarious conversations you can imagine, one of those that can only be conducted with those you have been friends with for 20+ years.
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