Dumb marries Dumber in fairytale wedding
Jade Goody marries Jack Tweed in fairytale wedding — Telegraph.
First let’s be clear — I feel very sad for Jade Goody. It’s awful that a young mum has to die because of an all-to-common illness.
But…
It’s not that long ago that this poor soul was being vilified across the Globe for being a nasty, vicious, racist moron.
On the evidence she certainly was (is?).
Now she’s terminally ill she’s suddenly a saint.
Apparently millions of women are demanding smear tests as a direct result of her plight, although I’m not sure where the evidence for this assertion comes from.
Sorry folks but this is just the conclusion of a very tawdry story.
Some fairytale. I thought they had a happy endings.
Apparently she’s going to screw as much money as she can out of the media to “ensure that her children have a better education than she did”.
I’d admire her more if she raised the money and gave it all to Cancer Research.
I just wish the poor lassie would go home and live what’s left to her with some dignity.
If the Press needed a story for the weekend they could have given much more coverage to the passing of Christopher Nolan.
A true story of courage overcoming the odds.
Wedding Woes…
Well, the wedding went fine, beautiful bride, handsome groom, stunning weather, fantastic meal and a few free bevvies! What more can you ask for?
The Wife decided she wanted to go home as we were having our post-prandial coffee…
…What!! But…But…I thought we were getting pissed?? At least I thought I was getting pissed.
Anyway, long story short we were home by 9:30pm, sober and £45 lighter for a fucking taxi. If she’d said she wanted to go early I’d have abstained and driven home.
Thank Fuck It’s Friday!!
Well, the end of a particularly traumatic week — busy at work and running around after family like a blue-arsed fly!
We’ve got a big family wedding tomorrow so I had to pick up the Lassie from Glasgow and then head all the way back to Aberdeenshire.

Anyway I fully intend to get rat-arsed tomorrow — that’s what weddings are for isn’t it?
Got to go — The Wife is nipping my head about suits and ties etc — that’s the only downside to a good wedding as I absolutely fucking hate dressing up.




































