APOLOGY NEEDED

To all who i may have upset yesterday.
It started when i woke up on the wrong side of the bed and it wasn't even mine, it was the dog,s,Lucky; you cant miss him, one ear , one eye, three legs and no tail. Used to be black but he has faded down one side as he lies on the same side in the sun.
As i got out the basket, i heard a noise and saw the rrrrs end of the milkman leggin it out the door. closely followed by the Missus. More surprising was that he was in full drag with high heels. she had his milkman's coat on and was shouting asking if he had "Half a Stork on" He jumped in his float and ran over Lucky who was taking a dump in front of his nearside wheel. Of course, i had to clean up the mess.
The pub was shut, i lost me bus pass,only had dead matches in me box and me lad had swapped me baccy for some dried tea leaves. Watched half the match in Currys window on account the sad git in charge pulled the blinds halfway across.
Missed the bus, hopped home as me stick caught in a grid and broke. The new dog, Betty Swallocks had eaten me tea and there was a note from the missus......."Take it out on your 606 Mates". Gone the Bingo, Don't wait up.