My pop is driving me to work this week (Wavey is the pick up boy) as I'm still hobbling henrietta due to the hairline fracture incident. The conversation went as such:
Pop: morning
Me: morning
Pop: have you at least got a pair of sensible shoes on?
Me: I don't own a sensible pair of shoes!
Pop: ...and maybe that's why you broke your foot...
Feel that folks. That was my pop telling me off. Sheesh.
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pop - the voice of reason - you need to seriously rock some 'fly flot'...... :)))
R x
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