"I can't help but feel that someone somewhere is having a massive laugh at my expense... fate obviously has the kind of sense of humour that finds custard pie chucking the height of Wildean wit."
Damn, that's me rumbled.
"Why Miss Barraclough, your hat is slighly askew, I, err, errm, err...*Must think of punchline, no, not happening."
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Damn, that's me rumbled.
"Why Miss Barraclough, your hat is slighly askew, I, err, errm, err...*Must think of punchline, no, not happening."
*Splat*
Fantastic, she fell over!
RJ