Anyone from the UK?

I've been looking for the chocolates we liberated from the sailing club and he tells me they're in the effing car, in a pound somewhere near Reading. Can this day get any worse? The corner shop'll be closed by now because GMT time. A blunt razor will do.
 
We had an exciting day but for entirely different reasons - we crashed the car. No one hurt thank heavens, but one of those 30mph t-bone things that writes off a car. Did you know airbags smell of gunpowder?
F-U-C-K I really liked that car, though technically it was his

glad you're ok, Ms Sticks (and Mr Sticks too)
 
glad you're ok, Ms Sticks (and Mr Sticks too)
I'm fairly okay but he did nut me, either from the impact or the side airbag that threw him sideways. It was either his head or elbow but I'll be fine. Really.
That's what I'm telling my Mum because she might suspect domestic stuff, which it wasn't

He told me not to post a pic. He's prob right.
 
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