My opinions on matters of the day that, generally, have pissed me off.
Being described as a 'Surly Curmudgeon', by those who meet me on a good day, I have a poor regard for the human species.
This is my place for my free speech- not bloody yours. Crap under your own rock.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
The things kids come out with
My six-year old son's interest in the Tintin books has certainly increased his vocabulary!
Everything is now 'Thundering Typhoons', 'Billions of Blistering Barnacles' and his brother is a 'Squawking Popinjay!'