
I lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
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Just cling on to the thought that it won't be too long before your son can make his own mind up what he does at weekends...
Even if it's a few years, life passes quickly...
( , Sat 1 May 2010, 0:47, closed)
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