The Pope - My Fake Diary

Thursday, 7 March 2013

Blimey, this retirement lark is not all its cracked up to be.

I left work last friday, managed to clear the office stationary cupboard, and sold them all down the market last sunday. Yesterday mother superior knocked on my door and asked do I want to join the thursday afternoon church bowls team.

Bugger that! I've got tickets for the Cheltenham festival next week! Got a 66-1 sure thing in the Gold Cup! This time next year I'll be a millionaire Rodney!