why thank you
And here's my final tale of spousal abuse: I was happily reading in bed. He came in all frisky. I said: 'let's play a little game. You go and hide. I'll come and find you.'
I should point out here that we live in a very small house with no garden, shed or garage.
Off he went. Ten minutes later I (still reading of course) heard a muffled voice from the airing cupboard saying, 'I've hidden...'
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I should point out here that we live in a very small house with no garden, shed or garage.
Off he went. Ten minutes later I (still reading of course) heard a muffled voice from the airing cupboard saying, 'I've hidden...'