Picnic By The Motorway

I love my family, I really do, but man they kill me sometimes.

There is a drama going on at the moment between two of my siblings. I don’t know what has happened because I don’t want to end up caught in the middle, but despite trying to be Switzerland on it, I’ve still managed to end up in tears tonight.

Family can make you feel like the most important person in the world, but they can also make you feel like total shit.

Happy Easter Picnic By The Motorway.

Say, here’s a question, what are the rules about bakeries being open on Good Friday? Because, I went down to my local and bought a pie and doughnut. Then I toddled to Baker’s Delight and grabbed a six-pack of hot cross buns. When I was a kid the whole flippin’ world shut down on Good Friday and Easter Sunday, I guess times have changed.

Burger Rings don’t cost 15 cents a packet, pools have to have fences around them, and we no longer do family trips to Rendalls to rifle through the bargain bins. In fact, we no longer do family trips anywhere.

I miss being a kid.

Someone on the internet said I had gotten fat.

This is one of the reasons I left telly life.