Can’t see any cut up pieces of newspaper hanging on a piece of string
Was that one street shared, or were you one of those upper crusts, with your very own at the end of the garden?
That cat really, really freaks me out.
Ha ha it was outside at the back immediately attached to the kitchen.Was that one street shared, or were you one of those upper crusts, with your very own at the end of the garden?
Needless to day for a 14 year old boy this was gold and within weeks many pages were unusable.
Can remember as a kid desperately holding it in as I didn't want to use the bog when it was dark, no fcuking lights, spiders the size of dogs and ripped up newspapers as bog roll.
Oh those were the days ffs