A blog from Penfold
You know you’re emotionally fucked when you cry at the king’s anthem at the cinema. To happen twice in a week is pretty shocking.
Last year I’d been through a messy split with my GF, and decided to take a Sangsom bottle and a packet of blue tablets to my liver and willy.
It was hard waving goodbye to a year-long relationship, but even harder when I found out she had fallen into the arms of a fucking German. This was the final straw. Enough to send any Englishman into a booze-fuelled storm. Time to take a breather and get out of BKK…… Time to call home. Time to call Mother
“You will be coming home FOR GOOD won’t you?” she queried
“Yes” I lied
“Good – Let me grab my Visa, and get you the first plane home”
Even as my dear mother was giving me her card details over the phone to book a flight home, I was already plotting my cum-splattered return.
