Great start to the day, beautiful sunshine, breakfast in the garden, watching interviews galore on my phone and then bang!
My daughter comes outside and tells me that she's invited her boyfriend, a Southampton fan, a fucking Southampton supporter around tonight to watch the final.
Fuck that I say. No way am I having anyone near my house who isn't a die hard yid. He can fuck off down the pub with all the scouse wankers and talk shit with them.
Safe to say, she's not happy and stormed back indoors shouting at the top of her voice that i'm unreasonable. I wouldn't mind so much, but I don't even like her boyfriend, little prick. COYS