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Why am I up at 6am on a Sunday Morning?
Well our lass heard some shouting coming from outside and just thought next door were having another row, then when someone started blaring on their car horn constantly I had a look out to see what was going on, as I'm walking across the landing to the window I can see an orange flashing light and I'm thinking some fucker's in my van and got the beacons on!!! This, however, wasn't the case as it turns out... the fella next door's van... is on fucking FIRE!!! Somebody reeeaaally doesn't like him! It's not as if I live in a scummy area either, my work van was parked right behind his too, so the firemen were banging on my door wanting me to move it.
She decides she then wants to get up and have a cup of tea as there's 'no way she's ever gonna get back to sleep now', half an hour later she's gone back to bed knackered and I'm left downstairs watching Toy Story 2 with a hyper 4 year old who just LOVED all the excitement as he thought Fireman Sam was just out the front putting next door's van out... another Sunday lie in gone... knackered.
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