Uncle nobhead

As Peter Kay says, every family has an uncle nobhead. But the uncle nobhead in my family is disguised as a nice, charming and funny man. My mothers side of the family are all weird, I’ve never been able to make any of them laugh and while I don’t consider myself a funny person, they don’t even acknowledge little comments I throw in there. But one of my uncles is just a tit, he came to my house last week, he didn’t say hi, but instead “Where’s ya mam”. He then phoned me up later asking for my other uncles mobile number and then had the cheek to get irritated while I was looking. He’s such a nobhead.

Moving on. I haven’t blogged in a couple of days as I have just been really busy, hopefully things will be calming down as the week progress culminating in next week off *Sigh of relief*. I am so ready for my holiday, that feeling of not having to go to work in the middle of the afternoon. Heaven.
I started the English course last night, it was a very concentrated lesson, which is perfect. I’ll see how things develop over the next couple of months.