A friend wishes to borrow our cot quilt over Christmas for her GS. As it is difficult for me to go up and down stairs on crutches, I asked my OH if he would bring the quilt down next time he went up. About an hour later I went into the dining room to find the cot mattress on the table! "What is that?" I asked. "It's the cot quilt" says he.
The ensuing discussion finished up with me crawling up the stairs to find the quilit and him saying: "Well how am I supposed to know the difference between a quilt and a mattress? - I am not a woman!" Hmmmm! Deep breath!
No wonder our prisons are full
Keir Starmer stepping down as an MP

o'clock 
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