If I was walking down a beach and accidentally tripped over an old bottle which released a Depends wearing Genie who in turn gave me three wishes………I know exactly what they would be. Apart from world peace and an Aston Martin full of money and Jessica Simpson I would wish that George Clooney had a face like Quasimodo and a Bulldog’s arse.

I am sitting here watching a show on the Biography channel about George. He is sitting in his villa on Lake Homo in Italy talking about his life and Heidi is sitting here opened mouth and totally unaware of anything else around her. Honestly, what is it people see in him……..right now I could take off all my clothes, take some flowers, do a hand stand and use my bottom as a vase……..and Heidi wouldn’t even notice……….bugger.

Goodnight
Your friends
John, Heidi and George

I guess we’ve all been through an airport at some point in the past few years and I guess we all turned up, as requested, two hours before the scheduled departure time and then faced the madness that flying anywhere involves these days.

I spent yesterday at Gatwick and Heathrow airports, two of the busiest airports in the world and as I was not flying myself I had time to pay attention to what was going on.
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