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"Wuss’n'Boots"
So you go out and kit yourself out with all the gear, the fancy trainers and cool shades; then you place them carefully by the door…..and never touch them again. Oh to get that motivation, isn’t it a buggar!
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Sometimes when you’re sick you do feel like you’re dying a little bit! Poor old Wuss ey…
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I swear anyone who helps me move bubble-wrapped artwork just cannot help themselves! Ooooo those bubbles are so good to pop….
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Now I’m sure I did this at some point as a little ‘un- it starts innocently enough, then you think you hear something, and it escalates and escalates…the power of the dark!
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This has been used on me once. Amazingly, the said chap did recover from this stumble. I wonder if Boots will….
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Ahhhh it has been so lovely meeting these sort of people in London. Don’t get me wrong, I am as against stuffing our faces with junkfood as the next person, but one thing I am not against is the act of eating in itself. If I hear [...]
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So here we are, eventually. After stealing a camera from a friend, and nicking the use of a computer at work. Ahhh to be skint and gadgetless ey.
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Hello all. As you can probably see, well, you can’t see us. Having recently been relocated to London town our assistant is tearing her hair out with lack of….well everything. Computer, internet, scanner, camera.
You see our problem.
So our cartoon is sitting waiting for you, we shall whip [...]
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Dear all,
So terribly sorry we are late. Our ridiculous assistant Ruthie decided to move into a new flat on Sunday, then seemingly forgot about how very important we are! She will definitely be punished for such a faux pas, never you worry.
But now she thinks [...]
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I do apologise to both Shakespeare and Sir Ian McKellen for involving them within a story which contains the word boobies. Mind you, it’s not really my fault, I can’t tell them what to say.
So it is indeed celebration time for one lucky lad as his [...]
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Honesty is, of course, important, yet I believe there is probably a limit.
Though I am pretty sure I have had such twisted compliments chucked my way by my other half, but there are certain extraneous circumstances. As an emotional stump of a human being, such [...]
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Yes, I know it’s a terrible pun, but it was just too good to avoid. We chuckled.
So, we are off. Bound for London, tails a-swishing and whiskers a-twitching. Well, theirs are anyway. I don’t think people would talk to me if I had a tail. Or [...]
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Yep, so it’s mothers day over here. My goodness, how on earth do you really say thank you?
The boys view my own mother as their sort of surrogate mum, or nan as it were. The day they buy me flowers is the day I’ll blow [...]
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