Harry BawBags Blurt

… does ye good so it does!!!

Earlier in the week I met up with that Polish girl I got friendly with at the party in Aberdeen.

We had a day out together in Inverness … everything went great too.

I wasn’t even gonna say anything in ma blog about it but ahm fair delighted so I am!

What can I tell you about her? … 25, shes a nurse and shes fit … What more could you want!!!

After gettin the boot fae the ex, attracting any new female company was not high on my agenda … but it feels pretty good so far.

When you spend a fair bit of time with the same burd and it aint working you tend to tar all women with the same brush … theyre all bitches … whats the point in taking another one on?!!!

But theyre no all the same … no even close.

Thank Christ

Not that its anything remotely serious at the moment … but Im meeting her next week again and there has been a steady stream of email and phonecalls between eachother since the party in Aberdeen.

Shes intelligent too! … Gunter Grass and Lech Walesa were subjects of conversation the other day … makes a change from Richard & Judy and Deal or No Deal eh!

No offence to the ex, but she really was a bit dim.

Ive heard through the grapevine that she and the guy she works with are now living as a couple … she dont hang about eh! … then again, fuck knows how long she was seeing him behind my back. The latest empirical evidence suggests about 5 months.

Who Cares?

No BawBags thats for sure!

He is welcome to her … they are well matched.

She has respect for Victoria Beckham and he has deep understanding of neon under car lighting. They can lie in on a Sunday morning tucked up all cosy with back issues of MaxPower and Take A Break …

They can drive to work together and exhbit public displays of affection while walking across the car park, they dont need to worry about being seen now … BawBags is oot the game and oot the picture.

Living with her was one thing … but working with her too? … Jesus Christ!

He must be a better man than me.

Im just glad I escaped with some of my soul intact.

Anyhow, me and my current female companion ended up taking a trip out to Loch Ness as she had always wanted to see it. The weather was atrocious and we ended up just having a coffee at the visitor centre.

It was good craic and it also gave me the opportunity to reel of MY Loch Ness Monster tale. Ive been telling it to anyone who was prepared to listen for the last 10 years and now, dear reader, Im going to tell it to you!!!