One summer holiday
I decided to produce a newspaper for a fictional town called 'Fonki-town'. The paper was called 'The Nightly Fonk' and contained comic strips and supposedly jovial articles about the town and its people. It took fucking weeks.

One of the residents/cartoon characters was a man I dubbed 'Funny Man Wood', he lived in the u-bend with his mother who was always telling him off. She had a northern accent.

I was about 7, and a somewhat peculiar child.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 9 Nov 2010, 16:26, 2 replies, latest was 15 years ago)

I've got a mental image of you saying this whilst reclined on a psychiatrist's couch
"Tell me more about Funny Man Wood's mother, Mr Boyce. Why did she have a northern accent?"
(LongJohnBaldry, Tue 9 Nov 2010, 16:35, Reply)

It's clear evidence that it's not the MD's that have sent me mental.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 9 Nov 2010, 16:37, Reply)

If anything, it sounds as though they've helped to keep you on the straight and narrow...

(LongJohnBaldry, Tue 9 Nov 2010, 16:39, Reply)

This story is an absolute fucking delight.
Well done sir
(TheColonel, Tue 9 Nov 2010, 16:56, Reply)