Why do professional athletes think I should care about what they think? If I wanted advice from someone who chases a ball, I'd ask my dog.
It's a five minute walk from my house to the pub. It's a 35 minute walk from the pub to my house. The difference is staggering!
Sojerd, it is definitely a joke! It is a four mile walk to the nearest saloon. We prefer to stock our own and skip the "saloon ambiance".
We went to see the Red Arrows last weekend. There was near miss after near miss, and screams of “oooooohhh” and “aaaaaaahhhhh”. But eventually my wife managed to park the car, and we saw the show.
As I get older, I find that I'm getting increasingly intolerant with the behaviour of inanimate objects and mechanical and electrical appliances that want to try my patience.
I dunno, but whatever language they use, it would appear that they all on the same page. Oh well— birds of a feather, eh?
