I Shot A Man In Reno…

Hi Guys,

As the title suggests I am listening to Johnny Cash, I am not a murderer contary to popular belief.

We have actually done something today, mainly eat but at least it was something. Chel’s Mum came to visit for the day – you can drive to Bristol in about 2 hours but it takes 3 and 1/2 hours on the train, it’s crazy! Anyway we were treated to lunch and it was very tasty.

Instead of going to a place near by which does a set menu for lunch and charges a fortune for it we settled for the Wetherspoons down the road, you know what you’re getting and it’s quite cheap. Me and Chel had a chicken burger and Chel’s Mum had a jacket potato and we had 2 rounds of drinks and had change from a £20 note – bonus.

After that we had a wander past the University, it’s not fair Chel could get out of bed at 5 to 9 in the morning and still have time for a cup of tea before leaving – not fair.

Then we took the train into the city, it’s like living in a proper city being able to take the train to places, according to Wikipedia it is a nice scenic route but it was pretty much like travelling through the ghetto once you get past Redland, I almost started to sing In The Ghetto, Cartman style, but there were lots of people on the train with us.

After we got back we called in at Sainsburys, and I can see myself losing life in there again, but at least it’s not on the way home, so I can’t just pop in. But the friendliest guy in the world served us, I can’t remember his name but I think I am go back to his checkout again. He remembered me from Saturday and asked where my beard was, and told me I had to have my beard back tomorrow, it was kind of scary but it’s better than some of the lifeless souls they have working in that shop, they must just attract they, maybe that’s what the JS stands for, John Soulless Sainsburys.

We had an al-fresco type tea at the table inside, it was buffet kind of style, with a baguette and different cheeses, now Chel is watching Superman on ITV3 and I am writing this and listening to Johnny Cash, he’s like Frostie…. GREAAAT…!

Speak soon,

Sam

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