June & Football RIP!

Ok - so we do understand that holidaymakers like it hot, but this June (like last) has been exceptional - what's a furry girl to do with temperatures consistently in excess of 35 degs........ Thank the Lord they don't take me down to the bar in the mornings anymore - poor Lynn has to do most of the morning cleaning - huge compensation comes with permission to listen to Radio 4 'Woman's Hour' whilst sweeping up last night's tobacco mountain (the dad's swear that more tobacco ends up on the floor than inside most roll ups - eh, Arturo?).
Big P had the night off last night, and stayed at home with us (cramped my style a bit, as usually watch a porn channel - all jokes about 'doggy-style' disallowed). He's not been well so Mr M and Lynn stepped into the breach.... Lindy Loo and Sweet Soo are still her for another few days, enjoying the company of various 'old' friends. I understand Mas Que Nada was played last night, which means that the Lothario was in (no names, no pack drill).... Nick 'the knife' regaled all with his fascinating tales - whilst also managing to promote local sales of hunting/fishing knives, leather items & knick-knacks. One day a leather fetishist, with a plaster God/trout complex will walk through his door, and Nick will clean up!!!!
Lindy Loo and Soo are having trouble remembering some Greek names and have assigned nicknames to some of our regulars. Suffice to say 'Richard Gere' aka 'Left of the Terrace' was in last night with his lovely wife........
Not ones to gossip......... But did L & P go home together last night, or go their separate ways? Mr M is saying nothing (probably because he doesn't know).....
A quick Happy Birthday to Linda the baker's wife (sounds like a character from Happy Families card game)..... She had her birthday bash a couple of nights ago - 21 again - and again, and again!!!!
By the way, I've just learnt that no one believes I'm only five years old - the dads are telling people I'm 35 - something about dog/human years. Really, we shouldn't be discussing a lady's age. Now then, where are my fags? Do you think they have doggie botox?
I'll have to go soon as Big P wants to download videos for tonight. Something about Nelson Mandela, Glastonbury, and giving the customers what they want (more bloody Winehouse probably). He keeps saying we should have more contemporary music in the bar and then gets drawn into Youtube nostalgia, ending up with more Suzi Quatro and cheesy TV themes)!!!!!
Oooh just have to mention - quite strong wind this morning (lovely and refreshing) - did notice, though, that Chris' bush was trembling quite vigorously!!!!
Take care all dog lovers x