Anyway, the builders arrived across the road last Monday. There's been no sign of Danny or Marlene and it's bloody Baltic out, so I've been making tea for the lads. Those chaps are lovely, Jimmy. Yeah, hard workers too. They were delighted with the tea. Yes, they said. When were you talking to them? This … Continue reading Brewing up a storm
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Let’s go outside
MAAAAAAAAWhat are you shouting for Koko?Did you see my fur lined leggings anywhere?They're probably on your floordrobe with the rest of your clothes.They're not, I looked.How you can find anything in that pigsty of a room is beyond me.Its not a pigsty. I know where everything is.Not your furry leggings, you don't.You must have moved … Continue reading Let’s go outside
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