I was dragging people out to (and up) those hills when a bijou residence in London's famous West London was still a fantasy in your pre-pubescent grey matter.
I don't live in a swamp and I certainly didn't fantasise about the shit hole I'm in now.
The main problem for me is I'm going to have to carry a frickin' A-Z just to escape the cursed Norf. :)
I don't live in a swamp and I certainly didn't fantasise about the shit hole I'm in now.
The main problem for me is I'm going to have to carry a frickin' A-Z just to escape the cursed Norf. :)