Bored!

I refused to go to school (some things never change) until they sort out my refund or at least give me some sort of explanation as to why they are a shower of shite.  Robbie was home too (as he had to go to the hospital to sort out his manky foot) so we spent the whole day on the roof (I feel like I live on the sodding roof).  I must have moaned at the poor bloke for about 5 hours straight.  He must have wanted to throw himself off.  I know I did.

I felt a million times better though when my Indian phone finally got sorted.   I got to speak to Mum and Dad. which made my heart swell to twice it's normal size.  The other things that cheered me up was a picture of a dog dressed up as an elephant (sent by my besty Fish).  Dressed up dogs have to be one of my top favourite things in the world.  I'm very easily pleased.

Later I got a call from my other besty Clarkey.   Everyone should have a Clarkey in their lives.  I can barely function without her and it made me cry just to hear her voice. She filled me up with love and confidence and sent me on my way feeling almost brand new.  

This is the sound of the Police. Whoop whoop

The boys and I wanted to get out of the house so decided to go to the beach.  First we had to get the beers. It is a very covert operation.  I can't go on my own as women can't get served. Women, know your place! You can probably imagine the ranting that ensued.  The beer shop is like a prison.  You can't actually go inside, instead you get handed the beer through bars (well James did cause I am just a lowly bird).  

We then went to the beach to drink said beers.  It is quite possibly the shittest, dirtiest beach on Kerala but just to be by the sea felt good (of maybe that was just the feeling of the beer kicking in).  At about midnight the police rocked up and ordered us off the beach.  Something about it being forbidden after a certain time. It can't really have helped that we were surrounded by beer bottles and fag buts.  We did as we were told as I'm thinking an India prison isn't going to be that pretty.  

On the way home we stumbled across quite possibly the biggest dead rat I have ever seen.  Well actually the biggest rat I have ever seen dead or alive.  It was the size of a cat.  I have a picture and as soon as I know what the hell I am doing (am a proper spas when it comes to technology) I will upload it, as who doesn't want to see a picture of an enormous dead rat??