I have decided it is 1973, on my planet, for the rest of the day. dont know why?
I am going to meet my first love - now fondly known as the ginger whinger. When I get off the No: 14 bus (pronounced buz in bolton) and see him sitting on the wall waiting for me - I am going to walk towards him, smiling, and pushing out my bossoms. Then I am going to put my arms around his neck, making sure not to pull his ginger hair - remember it is the 70's and boys all had long hair. Then I am going to repeat the words he said to me in 1973.
'My mum says I cant go out with you anymore cause you live in a council house and I dont love you' THEN I am going to push him over the wall!!
You are right Fgrumpy - I have got verbal shite (I cant spell dioreeena)