As it was my birthday on Monday and I was also celebrating the life of a friend at his funeral wake, I had a lot to drink and finished up pretty smashed.

I was awakened at 6am yesterday morning with a wicked hangover, listening to the neighbour mowing his damn lawn.....

My first reaction was to throttle the bastage ......

but then I thought......

"The hell with it, he'll just have to mow around me"