It is dont worry
it better bloody had be, as thats the bible of my life...... even though I live up north,
I get aaaaappp (southern accent you see).
Go darn the caff, to have some breakfast (never cook anything me you know governer).
Go an wash all me clothes in the launderette (whilst havin a good gossip while I'm there)
Pop into the pub/caff for some lunch.
Finish me shift on the stall.
Then pop into the local for a few pints till closing time.....
Have a fight on the way home........
Repeat everyday of the week.......
Please tell me I'm not the only one who lives his life by this realistic bible???
You forgot the bit where a fat old slapper with dangly earrings imparts words of great wisdom to you and generally steers you in the right direction........