I'm torn between racing here all summer or pissing off to the alps for a couple of months
Real one: just had a power outage whilst grinding beans roasted in Yorkshire.
Last week, we only scored 9/15 in Thomas Eaton's Saturday magazine Guardian Quiz. Normally we can get (between us) into double figures. We're clearly sliding into early dementia
Got distracted mid booking of the Hotel for skiing at new year. Returned to it this morning to discover that my preferred room type is no longer available.
The wife’s cast-iron bikini pan is tarnished and frankly unsightly.
Never realised that was a middle class problem.
I need to buy a new cap (misplaced my current one) as my bald bonce is getting sunburnt in the convertible. One simply can't be seen with the roof up in this weather.
Just had to walk round and round in Tesco to get challottes, feta, organic milk and a copy of the Times. Why don't they put all this stuff along with extra virgin olive oil and woodburner firelighters into a 'middle class' section like you used to get a Polish section?
...perhaps they could shield it off with slidey doors like they do with the booze!? 🙂
One simply can’t be seen with the roof up in this weather.
If one drives with the roof up in this weather, you should have your car seized and given to a more deserving poor person. Like me.
All the families riding round on the green and blue trails at Sherwood Pines getting in my way. I didn't spend north of 8k on an e-bike and dress myself up as a power ranger to get held up by 7 year olds trying to hone their skills while I'm trying to set a new lap record. Besides, I need to get back quickly as all the shady spots in the car park were taken and my Indium Grey T6 Sportline is sat in the sun and the longer I take the hotter it gets.
You need to find the secret bits! 😉
