Up until the 10th and a trip to Alton Towers with work, this seemed like a normal pleasant sort of month. After this (at approximately 8pm to be precise) it all went a bit pear shaped.
With a speeding conviction, car crash, the theft of me and my brothers phones and wallets (with no compensation) from Walsall’s Gala Baths, thrown in together with a whole load of women trouble too embarrassing to mention (with an interesting film-like happening in Yates’s), it’s all made me feel a bit jinxed this month.