There was a large sporting event happening in South Africa, you may have heard about it. I've been really good and, despite watching almost every game, I've not really mentioned it here and I've tried not to be too boring about it on Twitter (I feel sorry for my followers at times, I really do).
It must be a false memory. Like that one where I'm still convinced that, when I was about 6, I used a toy phone to speak to my cousins in Dundee. I am still sure, to this day, that I did speak to them despite all evidence to the contrary. I'm nothing if not stubborn.
Dunno about you, but our Friday night was spent avoiding Children in Need. It's just awful. But then I feel the same way about can-shakers on street corners... same thing, different exposure. Saturday and, after a quick stop off at Costco, we headed through to Dumbarton to help prepare the rest of the buffet for
Searching for wordsAt lunchtime today I will be going shopping. I will be buying a 'joke' gift. I should stress that I am buying it for someone else.Thing is I'm worried about how to phrase my request, which do you think:Can I have a plastic poo please?Can I have a fake turd?Can I have a