No eggs at the shops? Well, I think we all have a pretty good idea where they went.
Oh, and if bluddy Pip and bluddy Phoebe (bad enough singly, but together? dear God) are dismantling a fence, that means there will be some stakes lyin’ around wiv nuffin’ to do. A busy stake is a happy stake…
Because he is a sanctimonious arsehole.
Which is fine; but please do not let us have to hear Brian of all people apparently being fond of him or pandering to the little shite.
…well, I had to look that one up, but it’s a good 'un, and I think I’ll add it to my auto-answer to all the spammers and tekemarketeers who pester my telephone! Thanks!!!
Miind you, I also signed off an email to m’learned friend with ‘Beast’… I think he was flattered on the whole, being quite a Bad Lad on the QT.
And I managed ‘Nest’ to another colleague, who immediately complied, and built quite the structure under his desk… I rather miss some of the reprobates I worked with.
has always been done at a distance, the revering and will continue on that basis for the duration.
Now get you to bed with a hot half’un or equivalent and sleep off whatever is ailing you, me dere. Wishing you better in the morning.
Gxxx