Wednesday, July 26, 2006
Last Day Of Freedom
Well, the more noticable of you will have realised I's been quiet as a mouse recently. It's been because it's all go getting ready for me big day tomorrow when I becomes Mrs Deke Smith-Bates. It still hasn't sunken in, I's in a dream, I feel likes I'm a princess.
Everyone's rushing around the house ready for tomorrow. Nanna's here spoiling us, Deke's home, he's got Tyson standing in as best man as his one pal couldn't make it and none of his kids could be arsed coming. just as well, it's only a small do, a select few is coming. Tia and Tyson, Ashanti and her current fella (whole new story there), Nanna and that's it for the ceremony.
Everyone one else is invited to come down The Michaelston in the evening for drinks and dancing, there'll be a few from the Bingo going, Tyson's mates and a few families of the estate. Even the Goth family said they'd come for a couple (I blames this weather.)
We'll all be looking lush, I's spent the last week in the backgarden with not much more than a thong and nipple plasters getting maximum sunrays. The last couple of days I's been rubbing the old coconut oil into Tia to give her a bit of colour and off the sofa. She's a lush bright red now ready which'll go lovely with her peach bridesmaid dress.
So much to do, I had to make me last post here as a single woman, so I can look back in it when I'm a missus and see my excitement. Friday we's off to Barry Island on our honeymoon, we has a long weekend in a B&B on the seafront by the harbour, then it's back to normality. Tonight though, me, 'Shants and nanna are out on the piss on our hen party. A few of the Bingo girls are coming as well, should be a laugh. Just a shame Rumours is shut tonight - think we'll end up in Kiwis.
Deke, Tyson and a few local lads are off on their stag do, I bet they'll have fun trying to get into the Fantasy Lounge. Ah well, let Deke enjoy it whilst he still can, I know's I won't be turning down a quick snog on St Mary Street. Hope we don't all get too slatted as it's a big morning tomorrow. Wish me luck! I'M SOOOOO EXCITED!!!
Posted by Chav Mum at 10:36 AM
2 Comments:
Ooooh - hope everything went well, not too many punch ups.
Orright, darling? I feel compelled to confess I fancy ya even more now that you and ya man has got knotted official like. It aint half ratcheted up the sordid passion I feel for ya.
I'm encapsulated by the headiness of ya cheap, earthy, housing-estate charms. Totally besodded wiv ya. In a nutshell, you're definitely my kind of tart.
To cut to the Chevvy Chase, do ya fink ya might ever get a sudden randy urge for a illicit, adulterous shag wiv an extremely big bloke? (Hint: The tarts don't call me Huge 'cos I'm 6ft 3in. Wink, wink.)
As for looks, I aint no oil painting but I been told I got the same bottom lip as Ronan Keating in a good light.
Ya won't regret a leg-over wiv me, sweetheart. I can't promise ya none of that let's-get-to-know-each-other-first-over-a-expensive-white wine bollocks. A gentle, sensitive Casanova, I aint.
But I can guarantee ya a pint,a bag of pork scratchings and more humps than a herd of camels.
I'll have ya up against that wall and lift the roof off for ya so fast you'll think ya carked it and come back as the Millenium Stadium.
That's me, see. Straight to the sodding point and only the teeniest little hint of romance.
Until our first knee-tremble, then, I remain, yours faithfully,
Brian (Huge) Delaney.
(Peckham)
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