I used to have to sit for my younger brother
one night my parents had been out to the pub and having been persuaded to look after my little bruv, I invited my then boyfriend round to listen to The Cure and stuff - we were both 16.......no shenanigans but mum didn't know he was coming round so when the door opened and she let out the most buttock-flappery fart ever, she was most disconcerted when Pete popped his head round the kitchen door to say hello......I think even Roy and Maureen across the street were woken up by that almighty guff too. This still reduces me to tears even after 24 years!
(Purpledoris I've got afeckin' job, Thu 28 Oct 2010, 13:55, Reply)