Some people are born with thair bottoms pointed to the moon!

Right… If you didn’t understand that statement it means that this sort of people are the luckiest bastards I have ever ever met!!!

Take my brother in law (my sister ‘s husband) for example: the guy came to the UK to stay on a turist visa . Had everything to be deported on site. And they’ve let him in… 3 times… after he overstayed his visa… After that in his court appeal for a visa as my sister’s dependant the home office representative didn’t even show up!

I seem to be a trouble magnet!

I got stopped for half an hour GETTING OUT of France… Having to hear the most stupid questions – with the most logical answers – from the dumbest imigration officers ever! And I’ve been questioned by UK and USA ones before so believe me when I say that is an achievement!!

Did I ilustrate it well enough?

Today my troubles are a lot simpler. For example: I got lost outside the house after taking Tb to school… On what seems to be to me the busiest day off the week! Meaning the perfect start I had yesterday will be wasted!!

So here I am sitting in a crowded train in between free willy (believe me, this guy is HUGE!!! He makes me look thin in comparison… I should take a pic to try and illustrate really) coughing his kitkat bar all over me and surrounding passengers and 2 chatter boxes that don’t seem to understand the term indoors voice (I know I’m loud, but damn!).

Oh… Cool I’ve just miss my stop!!

(10 min later)… and now I’ve just miss my train…

But where was I again???

Ah… My luck… Got the picture???

Does that only happen to me?? Have you had any “I’ve got outta bed with the wrong foot” recently???
If you did PLEASE let me know! You comments would make me feel sooo much better!!!

My station!!!

Zya!!!!