'02 was a good year logger.
My Liver was lovely, and to accompany it I cooked some sweetcorn.
I then waved goodbye to the sweetcorn just prior to eating it, and told it I'd see it again in the morning, bright and early.
I was a little disappointed with the gravy, as the granual seemed more unbreakable than my confidence.
Abix, I'm sorry to have no real sex news for you at this current time in my life.
I had the most ridiculous row with a lady today about plum sauce and crispy duck, and it sorted of f8cked my evening up.
So here I am, or at least was..I'm off to bed.
Regards,
Rupert.
P.S Abix, you do have my phone number you know. Anyone who has this thread in front of them has it.
So if the little sods ruin the grass, phone me and I'll be there as quick as you can say "a bag of grass seed please, the wankers have fucked my friend's pitch up".