Some headline news to start your week,

It's Mojo's turn and time to speak.

And be gentle is all she has to say as lately things haven't gone her way.

The future looked good, the future looked bright,

but sadly for Miss Mojo, the price just wasn't right.

Sick of the banter and sick of the lies,

she decided to put the boot in and cut all her ties.

And so to her job she bade farewell.

Will she miss it?  Yeah right...like hell!

A two finger salute she leaves to those left behind,

who will have to do all her work, hope they don't mind!

"We've got to get out of this place", she can hear being played there, but now she switches off cause she really doesn't care.

To other news now and what a brilliant weekend just gone.

A trip to Watford with the girls, put the 'f' into fun.

You might be thinking, so why chav city?

The local boys and gals are far from pretty.

Well apart from the shops and the presence of Affie and Kate, we all had a laugh and the Turkish food was great.

Getting there at just after ten, the shops were all open and this is when,

poor Affie and Mojo kept getting asked if they needed any help at literally every shop they passed.

These eager sales assistants were stood at every door,

smiling sweetly to greet them...gee what a bore!

Sometimes they're far too helpful and you wish they'd go away.

Instead of interrupting your conversation and making you want to do anything but stay.

As they walked around La Senza talking nightshirts and PJ's,

low and behold, out of the woodwork a sales girl comes over and says:

"Can I help you?" as they're looking at the price stickers...

Whatever next?  They'll be helping you on with your knickers!

The worst was yet to come as they ventured outside.

Where the clipboard brigade stood on every street corner, making it impossible to hide.

Dodging through the crowds they tried their best to avoid them,

especially Mojo as they really annoy her!

Just when they thought the coast was clear,

the clipboard brigade drew ever near.

Promised vouchers and a drink, the pair were whisked away.

What was supposed to take 20 minutes, ended up as a longer stay.

Taking part in an Activia yoghurt survey was rather bizarre that's for sure,

and they were even more surprised to see what more lay in store.

In an ordinary office building a supermarket was laid out.

Affie and Mojo were left wondering what it was all about.

Given a trolley and a list to which they had to keep,

images of Dale Winton sprung to mind and of Supermarket Sweep!

After the shopping was completed it was a question and answer session,

which felt more like sitting in on a university marketing lesson.

The entire experience there made them very late and they had to do some grovelling to an irate waiting Kate!

After meeting with some disapproving looks from Kate, the trio tried to be on their way - when yet another one of these marketing bods ran over to see if they wanted to play!

By now Kate was getting anxious and wanted to leave there and then.

But Affie and Mojo had already been drawn away by two of the men.

Kate kept asking where they were going and a pissed off look she gave,

as Mojo in a fit of giggles told her they were off to look at the man's microwave!

After yet another one of these surveys, they all left with a smile.

Armed with a bar of free chocolate, the most fun they'd had in a while.

Back on the streets of Watford, the chavs were running amok.

But for one in particular, he was in for a bit of a shock.

A typical boy racer charging up the street,

where with a police warning further up the road he was to meet!

Hahahahahahahahah!

And so a new week beckons, I wonder what we have in store.

Well Affie's got a new job and Mojo....well...she's poor!

Still, I have my Monday telly and Prison Break tonight, so now it's time to bade farewell and turn off my editorial light....