Well, that's a bit of an anticlimax to the thread, luv. I'd just started reading a book on hypnosis for you, too. I'm five chapters in, but, funnily enough, I can't remember reading them. The author must be doing something right!
I know, I was planning and scheming but just got bored and thought **** it I'll just tell her. All I have to do is find a nice bar not some dump and I think she's happy to go along with it.
Mrs Gonzo is asking where you live she wants to vist you? She's sharpening a large knife at the moment.
Doubt he has much need for his bollocks now at his age anyway Plus Mrs Gonz won't need to buy a new purse in Paris either #savingyouthousands
I live in Gogland, remember. Sheep City up here. Some of them are very pretty, but the dangleberries are a bit offputting.
HAA HAA HAA! Good luck with that! You will have to be honest and tell us just how many digs she has at you between now and the start of the match. I think we need a poll!
Tell me more,where exactly near Conwy.If I told you my father and all his siblings were Jackdaws would you know what I meant ?
Something to do with being born within the town walls? I live in Llanfairfechan, a few miles up the road towards Bangor, but like I said, I wasn't born here. Where are you?
