Looking forward to a nice helping of roast lamb with mint sauce on Sunday, followed by a leisurely chat with the old man about negro gentlemen who played brass instruments. The TV will sit quietly in the corner. We might go on to talk about Dickens, Jane Austen and P.G. Wodehouse. These things do happen, y'know, Shooey. The missus and kid, though, will have gorged on nut roast and be doing the washing-up - about all veggie women are fit for, no?
LOL!
Last edited by The_Shooman (2011-09-13 03:05:36)
I wouldn't mind half so much if wife and daughter seemed to get some pleasure out of what they eat.
Shooey has a thick skin, bless him. He got cross with me when I ribbed him last year as RRP. It was naughty of me.