This just gets better and better. I spent all day at MIL's, wondering wtf was happening with the CF's knobmobile and it was bugger all.
DB is a prince among men and if I was 20 years younger I'd be on the first train to Montrose. And if he's ever in Sussex and fancies a pint with a pensioner I will gladly buy him beers all night. Alternatively, I could walk the 563 miles to Montrose Farmers Market but that may have to wait till I've had my knee replaced.
I am
at the way CF manages to act more like a cockwombling knobjockey with every new development. What a complete and utter tosser. He's so dim, I'm amazed he's managed to pass a driving test.
And I think this saga will run to 6 threads. At least.