Well, I thought I had better do another post as I will be busy and tired this weekend.
You know how sometimes you have to open your big wide gob and shout something out? No? well you never been high on toffees then.
HEY JANE FISHER! I AM IN SOUTHAMPTON!
shtand well back, watch police, helicopters, and angry Bishops with clenched fists, rolled sleeves and murderous expressions on their faces descend on Southampton, laugh...
and off to Winchester, where it isn't allowed to rain, because one might get wet when one gets out of one's Bentlehh to go into Waitrose, and if it rains we write to the Times and the council to complain! :)
:):):) someone take the toffees off me! This is why when the Diocese used to make me out to be mentally ill, I was concerned that I was bipolar. My sister is, but I am not sure my extremes are extreme enough, also mine are caused by toffee, not lithium.
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