It's Ziggaman's Birthday! Well it was!
Ziggy, I happened to let myself into Tit’s place this evening seeing as he’s away at his sister’s, well when I say I let myself in, I really mean I fell in actually (: , I only had my nose firmly pressed against the window in the back door in order to have a look and the whole thing caved in, quite obviously the door frame itself was anything but firm, dry rot I’d say, that’s Tit’s low maintenance for you (make do and mend), but fortunately there wasn’t too much damage, well not that you’d notice, just a bit more junk on top of all the other old junk and I expect another layer of dust will land eventually, but it’s hardly going to register for I must say the last time I saw dust on that scale, it was just after that bother with Mt St Helens and I thought my place was bad :rolleyes:
However, seeing as I was already in, I thought I might as well have a quick snoop around the kitchen, well I assumed it was the kitchen, it was kind of hard to tell when the table looked for all the world like a grand piano, but it was covered in breadcrumbs and there was a breakfast stool propped against one of the legs, with a matching spare in the corner right beside the wood burner stove (we can guess where that stool’s going) and lucky enough there was a fridge (my throat was so dry by that stage as you can imagine), but of course the door was friggin stuck wasn’t it, mind you I managed to force it open with a crow bar, rather too forcefully I might add for it won’t be closing again anytime soon :whatever: . Now I’m no gossip as you know Ziggy, but have you ever seen a fridge bunged full to the gills with alcoholic beverages and nothing else, all neatly labelled ‘Alco-Pop’, I certainly hadn’t and I’m certainly not complaining, for I quickly helped myself to a good half and pulled the rest to the front so Tit wouldn’t notice, which was just as well, for taped on to a bottle of the finest Napoleon Brandy which I almost missed, was a sticker with Huff’s name scored out and Ziggy scribbled in and a note taped on the back with a little message in a titchy, barely legible script cum spidery scrawl, which on close inspection I managed to translate as May-27-Burfday-Don't Forget and of course, he certainly had.
Naturally I lifted it as well and popped it into the shopping trolley which I just happened to bring along on the off chance and it’s now on it’s way over to you on June 12th, which just happens to be that Tit one’s Birthday. My isn’t he in for one big surprise :spin2:
Ziggy it’s not a full bottle of Brandy btw, I sort of forced it open as well :gulp:
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