The Bulls**t alarm that is. I’ve had a couple of days of it with people opening their mouths and generally talking crap. It’s a case of sorry mate I’m not stupid I can see right through your lies but just keep digging yourself into a hole and I’ll stand here and watch. The good thing about this Master Plan to leave the UK is that I will be in a country where I know nobody so if passing strangers want to spout BS then so be it cos it’ll be passed by within the day. When it’s people you think you know well it’s a damn sight more annoying. I choose to delete these people from my life without a 2nd thought.
Izzy and Timmy’s passports are ready to collect so on Wednesday I will roll into Hull for the last time and pick them up. Then we’re heading back down to the Midlands to get a few van ‘things’ sorted out, do some laundry, book the Eurotunnel ticket, pick up my mail and head to Folkestone. Do not pass Go, do not collect £100. I will move faster than a rat up a drainpipe leaving all the trash behind me