Callistemon21 She was the most dreadful woman, she defined everything as posh or common.
I married someone she would have put in the “posh” category and that made her hate me more!
Thankfully I couldn’t give a tinkers toss as long as people are well mannered and kind.
Life as a child was a minefield though, never knowing what was and wasn’t acceptable, I just wanted to wear C&A clothes, have ketchup on my food, watch crackerjack and play with Mary Jane Leary whose mother once wore slippers in the street.
What's going on , on the street outside your home right now?
Help needed, recommendations please
Desperately sad story of the assisted suicide of a grieving mother




Then again he was an eccentric professor who was prone to coming out of his house with a cup of coffee, putting the cup on top of the car whilst he popped back in to get something and then driving off with the cup still balanced on top of the car....not for long though!
