that sounds like my neighborhood.Originally Posted by Tawi2
There was a nasty version where he was an alcoholic,and his son was called Barf because he vomited everywhere,marg was always going to bingo and maggie copied lisa scribbling on the walls,thats more realistic methinks
It actually sounds more normal than springfield,even the springfield in Milton Keynes
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Hiya Neighbour when did you move south
Oh lord why did you make so many clothes and shoe shops
would not mind moving south. might get some work.Hiya Neighbour when did you move south
My best mate was down here working in London,he is a chippie,he broke his shoulder last christmas?Went back up to sunderland,hasnt had a job since,he phoned me yesterday,everywhere is shutting down,he said theres absolutely nowt,my brother in law up there is also a chippie,he got laid off a few months back but thankfully found something else.
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Five more years, then I will take early retirement.
Heading off to pinas?
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Defiantly, cant wait, the house should be ready then, building it slowlyHeading off to pinas?
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