, the problem is - according to Susie Dent of Countdown - that we don't know enough words to describe all the brilliant things we want to say.
, the fact that everything nowadays with my son is "proper" prompted a little experiment the other night.
I never loiked 'im anyroad
, played fur the Villa ya know.
, some sleazy journalist spotted us one night and our secret was oot.
, in the finish th'ospital had to chop it off for him and all his life after that, he had to piddle out his mouth.
, he rings back and it's a reporter about Teesside werds an' 'e's wantin' ter talk the top fella like.
, we 'ad all her little mates in the Southlands soft play effort last Sunder like, all runnin' round screamin' like.
, our starters were excellent, although Neil and myself couldn't concentrate on the foodaswebothhadtheimpression all the other female customers were staring at us.