Mum took me n' Paul up to londen today to see "We Will Rock You," It was mostly because her boyfriend was seeing it with his kids n' she wanting to see him, although he wasn't too pleased to see her. His kids are so shallow (n' why am i saying 'kids' that's the name of a baby goat). The consert was wicked but we ended up with this bitter feeling, like someone really doesn't want you there. My Mum's boyfriend didn't want us there, he went on about how my Mum being there was upsetting his 18 n' 14 year old and they were in floods of tears, what wimps. It upsets me to see my Mum upset, so I followed him n'his children onto the tube train, he ended up shoving back out the doors of the train telling me to, "Go Away!" What a right fuck shit, I ended up flipping both my middle fingers at him and shouting "FUCK YOU!" Loud enough so everyone in the station could hear me... God I was angry... Nobody, n' I mean nobody treats my Mum like shit and gets away with it.