Don’t come over to my place for breakfast.
My pop up toaster sends the toast into orbit and the cleanliness of my kitchen floor can’t be guaranteed.
Don’t come over to my place for lunch.
I don’t do lunch.
Don’t come over to my place for dinner.
I don’t have a cooker. I had it taken out to make more space.
There’s a microwave - but it’s easier to go upstairs, over to Abdul’s or Wetherspoons or into town.
Feel free to give me a ring, send an e mail or comment on the blog.
Or why not come round for a drink and a nibble.