and had to stop and gawp at a tube map like a tourist, or some sort of yokel?
It's fúcking embarrassing. :-(
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and had to stop and gawp at a tube map like a tourist, or some sort of yokel?
It's fúcking embarrassing. :-(
Tube?
What is this? Chauffeur's day off?
I have been listening carefully to Mr Corbyn's eruditely expressed ideas for a better society. So I have given away my wealth to the poor and joined a terrorist organisation committed to finishing the job Hitler started. In this way I feel I will become a good person like Jeremy, John and Seamus.
Wimbledon isn't London, is it?
I once went to Wimbledon by tube. Must have been around 1978. My friend Malcolm and I decided to go to Plough Lane to watch Wimbledon, because they'd recently beaten West Ham in a cup game and that struck us as amusing. It took fúcking hours to get there and then the game was postponed. We went to his Auntie's house nearby and she gave us tea and cake.
Good. Fúcking. Timez.
Mercy me a, you must have passed through the living hell called Hayes Town. Those of us who have lived near its environs simply call it the Open Prison. I knew a Hayes girl who had her anus tatooed to resemble a pouting cherub with the caption "gizza kiss" on her buttocks*
*may have made that up, convinced she probably exists