All those teenagers, remember them?
They all grew up and up and left the teenage land and now they’re back. Stinging eyes says they’re *‘CHISLLERS’
The tide is coming in.
Were the Prince farmers born in their leather jackets?
Our guest was served in a homely way.
Rich, warm, rich, fruitcake and whipped cream.
He fell into the trap of letting us feed him.
The more he ate and slept, the more he slipped from the frying pan into the fire.