Why does it always hail on me? ♪

Crikey, it rained a lot today, don'tcha think?
Drip, drip, drop massive November showers.

I had a dream last night that I went on holiday to Spain and forgot my suitcase, so I got the plane home and went and packed. As you do. I was awoken from my peaceful slumber at about 10 o'clock by the howly howly wind. So I started Twilight again. Yep, still amazing. I then did an hour of Wii Fit, so I was toned and ready to get in the shower. We walked Spot on Perran Sands in the aftie and, joy of joys, it started pithing it down. The entire right side of my body (mainly the clothes, I wasn't naked) was soaked. I had to peel my jeans off. My mum and I were doing the whole "Ow! Ow! Ow!" routine as the hail hit us.

Then it was time to venture to Niamhy's house. We were SUPPOSED to see some fireworks but, oh no, the flamin' rain (which wasn't technically on fire, come to mention it) started up again. So we (me, Mia and Niamh)sat in her room, read the Jack Wills catalogue, played Sims 2, listened to Niamh on the phone to a friend from Buuuuuuurton, had jackie tatties for tea and then, ooh, watched X FACTOR! I LOVE OLLY AND JOE! After Mia had gone, we went into her lounge to get mauled by her two huuuuuuuuuge Newfoundlands. Slobber. Yum. My dad got lost coming to pick me up, bless his heart. He was driving around like a maniac for near 20 minutes.

I've noticed that everyone else's blogs are getting funnier, when mine are going the other way. I must up my game. In the mean time ♪ Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ♪
This is what the choir is singing on the Festival of Rememberance (on t'telly).

I must go and watch men in funny hats.
Au revoir
Beth x