I’ve recently got into cider. I love it, I do. And of all the many ciders on the market I LOVE Aspalls Cider.
Belly Button fluff. Weird innit?
Doctors. Or as they’re more commonly known – collossal pricks. At least when it comes to making an appointment with one anyway.
I don’t like getting ill. Snivelling, coughing, sneezing – basically anything that involves mucus is not my thing.
I went to the dentists for the first time in TEN YEARS the other week.
I have a problem with the way I drink.
I have recently had the misfortune to spend some time in hospital, as my father was not very well.
You finally get the urge to sign up to a gym. You agree to pay upwards of forty quid a month to experience sweat and pain. In return the gym agree to give you an induction and three free training sessions with a personal trainer. You imagine them to be toned, tanned and in perfect shape.
I actually really like water. It’s cold, it’s refreshing, it’s delicious. When I go to a restaurant and I am asked if I would like some ‘water for the table’, I always say yes (although I’m not quite sure what a table would want with water, it’s hardly going to drink it).