Ooh, hard choice today.
That pedestrian sign may yet become the norm.
Juice has my sympathy.
Telling my mum that I really liked the ham in todays lunch led to a month of 'nice ham sarnies'.
Wish we'd thought of dog kisses.
Icey is likely to be me, sooner or later.
But for the saxophone, the employee list could be our place.
point 13. No cheese slices in the toaster. We used to do sausage, black pudding and such into a toaster on it's side.
Then the boss gave us some toaster bags.
The winner has to be the amputee.
That's the type of humour that keeps folk going in the face of hard times.
However he got into that position, he's a hero for how he fronts it.