How dare you disrespect me?
You run me over on the zebra crossing.
Well, I tell you laddie,
I was at the Battle of Culloden
And I've aged a bit since then.
So I'll get you next time with your go-faster car,
and I'll tweak yer thrackles with a spiny spoon.
It ain't over until the fat lady sings! - This blog is far from over, and yet I am still getting to grips with being back to my humble, ever so humble origins, here on Blogger. She's off again, I...
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