From Mum:-
You're neither use nor ornament.
You look like a dying duck in a thunder storm.
Look at you - you're a magnet for muck.
You look like you've been dragged through a hedge, backwards.
(after telling her I was to be a fairy in a Sunday School concert) Fairy elephant more like.
(after hearing me sing) You can sing if you like - as long as you do the vacuuming at the same time.
From PE mistress:
You are the most uncoordinated creature I have ever had the misfortune to try to teach.
From biology mistress:
You're an unsatisfactory specimen.
From husband:
You're an accident waiting to happen.
I should point out I'm from Yorkshire - they say what they think, there, no matter what.
Here in Australia people often say nice things to me. But do they mean them?????

Do you think you know when you are going to die?







