There I was....at a folky do......sitting with about fifty other people .....behaving myself, Seek........I really was.....
...and who did the Labour Candidate for where ever I was hit on the head with a bucket of raffle tickets?
Me of course!
And to add insult to injury we won a raffle prize and my friend went up to choose it....
I was expecting him to return with wine....what did he bring?
A blasted garden hose on a reel with all sorts of gadgets......Men!!! :-(
She's the reason I head straight for cb as soon as I wake up ....just to see what the madcap's been up to, whilst I sleep ....she rarely disappoints and I'm almost guaranteed to wake up laughing !! :)) xxxx
MrG was very English.....reserved and proper.......leading a quiet, dignified life....then he met me.....
I remember his sighing voice as he told a friend......"I thought when I married Gness things would stop happening to her......but.....now they just happen to me too".......... :-(
Could you just notify us of the date in advance psybbs, please? Police cordons take time to organise you know - and then there are the nuclear fall-out teams, not to mention the unending stream of alchohol servers to sort out. :) x