okey dokey, well, our flight to LA was magic - upgraded to business class, and so exhausted i just laid the special wanker pyjamas over the top of me, bonged the lady for two quick belts, and fiddled with the clicker for ten minutes before getting to flat bed status and then zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
We arrivd at LAX where Steve the limo man was waiting in the limo with JANE GUY written on the front of it to drive us to Palm Springs - pinch me!!! Steve is a big fan of Palm Springs, and FABULOUS in the chit chat department - he highly recomends a night out at RICKS or CHEEKYS - I'll say no more .. and in an almost disturbing incident is playing The Seekers Cds for us - what the ....but he drives us directly to Starbucks, and to the front door of our house in Palm Springs, so happy days.
Tom was waiting at the house for us (which is still tragically painted poo brown on the outside, and the garden is .. what's the word I'm looking for ... DEAD) He has painted most of the inside white though, so barely any poo in sight and it is clearly going to be FABULOUS (one day). He has even set up a bed for us so we don't even have to sleep on a pile of old newspapers.yippee!!
we head out to pick up our car, and a few essentials, and zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
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