about everyone on the board but also game for a bit of self deprecation.
When he found out I'd been a plumber he started angling for me to fit his new boiler. I did the usual thing of telling him that in addition to an eye watering fee I'd be ploughing his wife's fanny.
He said if I gave him a decent discount I was welcome to wipe my cock on the curtains after
Don Roper Fan Club, if I recall correctly. He lived in America, I thought. He had a profile picture of himself that appeared to show him cottaging in a back alley while wearing a shiny bomber jacket.
I think the comment 'My uncle Kurt died in Auschwitz - he fell out of one of the watchtowers' finished him off.