Australia vs UK, sorry not ashes its just family war on swimming pools
I am also talking about the weather, here I am stuck in this horrible cold record breaking weather of UK and over in Australia my cousins are posting picture of themselves chilling in their swimming pools sipping on mojitos. What I mean is why cannot we have our Christmas in the summer?
It’s not all about eating cold turkey it’s also about prestige of walking to The Big Ben around 9pm, in the freezing cold, with your Old Russian hat (which your grand dad used to wear, in his revolutionary time), massive army coat, two pairs of socks, thermals and leather gloves. I don’t mind the cold nor do I mind wearing funny clothes, I just don’t like the fact of Aussies able to wear shorts and t-shirts in December time, oh no I do not hate them Aussies, I just hate my family.
So this is what I have decided, after I have won the lottery I will be buying a huge house, nah let’s make it a bungalow with indoor swimming pool, which then I will pimp out with some funky Snoop Doggy Dog style interior, no not just half naked women lying around, what I mean is some graphitic art around the pool with a mini bar and a DJ box in the corner of the pool, so I can host my 50birthday though Pictures and videos of my party will then be posted on Facebook to view for my CLOSEST family over in Australia. And then what I will do is take pictures and videos of me singing and dancing, doing a belly-flop as I am a grande-finale and post it to Facebook to make my cousins jealous, how about that eh?
Buying and setting up is easy but how will I maintain it, just thinking about what swimming pool chemicals, swimming pool heaters, swimming pool covers, gets me thinking again about my dream on swimming as I certainly do not like maintaining anything other than my IPOD, laptop, bank balance oh and my car.
Now that I have made my feelings heard, I should really learn how to swim, right?