It's a dilemma.
You know, I'm going on holiday in a weeks time. Not been on holiday for a million years so I thought I would treat meslef. Fuck me upside down, how bastard expensive is it?
Then yesterday I thought I had better buy a couple of new t-shirts and stuff. So I went into town and bought a couple of new t-shirts, five actually. And three polo shirts. And two linen shirts (one short sleeved and one long sleeved with buttons to convert into a short sleeved). And a linen suit. And two pairs of shorts. A pair of shoes to go with the suit and two pairs of flip flops. And a sun hat.
Then, of course, you need suntan lotion. At over ten quid a bottle that aint cheap. Two bottles of that, a couple bottles of aftersun moisturiser, jungle spray, mosquito repellent, mosquito repelling plug, paracetamol, Imodium, first aid kit, sewing kit, glasses repair kit, electric plug adaptor, travel iron, washing powder, travel shaving gel, deodorant, shower gel, shampoo.
To top it all, I had to buy a suitcase weighing thing to make sure I hadn't bought so much fucking stuff that my luggage would be too heavy and cost me more money.
Did I say I had to pay extra to make sure I was sitting next to Liz on the plane? I did? Good.
Went to the pictures last night. £15 to get in. For two, so not so bad. Could have paid an extra £2.50 to have the VIP seats, but these just seemed to have bigger armrests. Maybe they should be called the FAT seats. More room to overspill. To top it off, a drink of coke and a bucket of popcorn cost over seven quid.
Fuck me each way over, the World is getting more and more expensive.
Still, took the dog out for a walk to the woods this afternoon, that cost nowt.............