Seriously. Buckets all round.
I don’t care whether the buckets are round, square or icosikaihenagonal, just pass them this way.
Speaking of mawkish as we were…
Why are ALL the men in Ambridge suckers for a baby, when so many of the women are not?
I have to contrast Will, caring more for his child than he does for his life (and being reminded of it by a baby), with Kate, casually abandoning children on more than one continent; also with Helen and Pip, cheerfully dumping their brats on whoever will take them of the woman’s hands (mostly Tony and Toby).
I’ve yet to catch up… …I don’t think I’ll bother…
Very wise, Sturmers. Don’t.
Sounds to me as if it might be a bit too late, dere
The Will thing was also spewkworthy in the extreme. Pandering to the emotional blackmail of a pair of retarded yokels, at least one of whom has never previously shown signs of caring tuppence for him.
Great for Poppy to have an unemployable and insolvent father. Oh, but I suppose she is a Grundy, so it’s her heritage.
Spewk agane. Strewth.