He flew all the way to New Zealand … met up with a few mates … drank alcohol … spun numerous yarns … and watched a game of football.
Yes … you read that correctly … he went all the way to New Zealand … which may be our closest neighbour but it's still OVERSEAS … to watch football!!!
What's more … and this little fact sends his self indulgence into another stratosphere of self indulgence altogether … "his" team wasn't even playing.
Considering he did the same thing last year … though at least his team was actually playing then … and he was suspiciously vague when I asked if he intended to do it again next year … I fear this is turning into some sort of annual tradition.
But it doesn't end there folks … oh no his excessive behaviour knows no bounds.
In August he's off with a mate for over two weeks in New York.
NEW YORK … without ME!!!!
Righto then … that's just not on. This type of behaviour requires some serious retribution from me and I intend to hit him where it hurts him most … his wallet!!!
I'm visualising new flooring … new carpets … and two new bathrooms.
Not to mention something shiny from Tiffany's.
There's nothing more
|Back in happier times … when we ALL went to New York|