Sis in laws 50th the end of next month. I like her, and get on fine when we meet.
Her husband is a total and utter prick though, and I can't stand being near the scottish cocky slithery slimey get tbh.
What is it about people that falsely smile and 9/10ths close their eyes at the same time when they speak to you? He does it and it really hacks me off, bloody arsewipe.
Mrs GROWLER is always nagging me to try and be pleasant when we're all together like, but I just can't be. It's against my nature, and would consider myself two faced if I was even remotely pleasant to him.
However, I'm being 'asked' to go and celebrate her burfday at some theatre in Manchester at the end of next month to see............Peter Pan....WHHHHAT!?
.... and then go for a 'jolly' meal afterwards.
Apart from the fact that I can't stand being in his company, I can't stand going to the theatre either,
especially to watch some shite that's meant for kids.
Mrs GROWLER is well unimpressed with my decision not to go, but I feel I should stick to my ground.
I've told her to tell her sis tomorrow, who needs to book the tickets pronto, that I won't be going simply because I can't stand the theatre, which is true in'it?
I'm flummoxed, and feel like vanishing tbh.
God I wish I was single sometimes....like now.
What am I going to do? Stick to me guns, or cave in and have a right old gob on?