Originally Posted by Doll Feet:
“And inevitably there'd be the relative with the smokers cough barking away in the background and your Nan asking "What do you fancy for your tea?.......Eh?........I can't hear you........Oh bugger off with your taping!...Shushing me!.......................Shall I do you a bit of Cumberland sausage?"
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“And inevitably there'd be the relative with the smokers cough barking away in the background and your Nan asking "What do you fancy for your tea?.......Eh?........I can't hear you........Oh bugger off with your taping!...Shushing me!.......................Shall I do you a bit of Cumberland sausage?"
Oh yes... (see earlier post about Classic Star Trek)
Well it was dad with the cough and my mother's endless crticising of me shushing everyone. Those were the days!
Was it too much to ask for 50 mins of silence once a week - apparently yes it was !




LET ME FIND OUT FOR MYSELF 