Its been a funny old week. I caught up with Mark in the Tudor over a game of table football, then watched him down sambuca shots on a weeknight! He really is becoming Wigan's answer the Amy Winehouse, that wildchild. Just minus all the crack and yellow teeth, obviousley. I saw Emilie too on Friday night and we had a much needed chat and a nice time. I won't see Em sometimes for about 2 months, then suddenly she just springs out of nowhere like she's never been away! Which is handy if someone if going to be your best mate!

Then of course at the weekend it was time for me and Tom to wake up and go on another daytrip like an old pensioner couple! We decided to take Poppy to Southport where we got covered in chips and gravy, had an icecream at the beach and then built a gigantic sand cock. It was a lovely day!

I think Poppy enjoyed herself too. Seeing as I got payed during the week, I treated her to a new lead in the hope that I could win her over and be accepted into the family. And also because Tom forgot to bring her other one and had to carry her around Southport haha.

Next weekend I think we'll pack some tuna sandwhiches and go to Morcambe. But we'll have to be back home before Heartbeat comes on.

I don't know what to do which myself for the rest of this week! Now that I've been payed I don't actually want to spend my money. It looks dead nice on a bank statement! But lets all go to the Tudor anyway for a gay old time.

xxx