My Arch-nemesis
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)
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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You can turn this round...
Next time you're doing a roast, chuck a couple in with the tatties. You will turn to the dark side.
( , Sat 1 May 2010, 12:42, 1 reply)
Next time you're doing a roast, chuck a couple in with the tatties. You will turn to the dark side.
( , Sat 1 May 2010, 12:42, 1 reply)
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