Oh dear...
I see you ( have a frilly bog-roll holder) and raise you;

a tut and sigh followed by sucking air in through my teeth, simultaneously shaking my head

comfortable shoes from Clarks have long since replaced high-heels for going out

knitting

preferring to stay in on my comfy sofa instead of playing pool and swilling beer down t'pub

er, I'm not going to admit to any more...
( Tourette's ( . )( . ) has a monkey hair in her fried egg, Sun 4 May 2008, 14:52, Reply)