After a food stoked, booze fueled xmas day I spent boxing day afternoon in the garage. Came in at 4.30. had me tea and went to the pub at 5.30 with the lads.

Now then, wor lass is miffed, can't understand why, she says she might as well have been at work yesterday. She's huffed.
I asked her in the morning if she wanted to go to the sales, and I asked her if she wanted to go out on the night. The answer to both was no.

Now she's gone to work till 9.30 tonight and I'm all on me own.

Just don't understand women me like.

take out and beer! get the boys round for a poker night! how much more pi**ed can she get

no means yes

Obviously you have forgotten the female 11th comandment, thou shalt not be enjoying thyself.
Cheers,
Bob

This might help you next time:

http://www.robinsweb.com/humor/men_women_really_mean.html

[Edited on 27/12/08 by neilj37]

Ive just managed an hour of tidying up in there.

So bloody cold I gave up before I was naged

I spent various hours out in the garage, fixing my slightly bent bonnet (see 'flying bonnet ' thread elsewhere!).

I found that dressing like the Michelin man, with fleece and thick body warmer, etc. helped, together with a fan heater and the radiated heat from my twin 500W lamps helped...

Still, the bonnet's nearly fixed - just need to wait until I can get some more edge trim on Monday...