I've only gone and spotted a banger wedged in someone else's sofa, you know! Bit of a pickle, really.Now, I'm thinking, should I cautiously maneuver the sofa cushions to liberate the sausage? But hey, it ain't my sofa!Blimey, what's gotten into me? Maybe I should've just left well enough alone, you know, respected my mate's … Continue reading I spied a sausage
A wee fraction of my forebears, strictly along the paternal line, hailed from the continent of Europe.Yet the rest of my lineage is overwhelmingly British and Irish, one might say.And do I concern myself with this? Not much, for it has not bestowed upon me riches or contentment. I still meander through life, seeking some … Continue reading British Bloodlines Unraveled
My mate Fred, he's got loads of opinions, right? Gets his news from that Daily Mail, thinks it's the bee's knees for matching his views.He's a bit of a grump, high blood pressure, and hates a truckload of things.But when you get him chattin' deep, he's got these fears, proper scary stuff, like something out … Continue reading My Old Mate Fred
Is there water up there on the moon?Exciting stuff, right? Imagine if there's a bunch of it!What would that mean for folks like us, eh?Could I set up shop on the moon?Would I really want to, though?Might have to if our lovely planet decides to throw a tantrum.Kudos to India for nailing that landing on … Continue reading Lovely, lovely, great big and booming!
I've got this mate, known 'em since forever. They're a quiet sort, bit on the spectrum, and not feeling too great.See, they've been wrestling with the blues, and it got even worse when they lost their partner of two decades to cancer. And here's the kicker, it all happened like a flash, and their partner … Continue reading Sympathy
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