Sometimes I would love to be able to adopt a Glaswegian accent.

Just had one of those phonecalls from someone with a foreign accent that I can't understand asking me if I want to take part in a survey. After saying that I couldn't understand him, and having him repeat something three times, he gave up.

I wish I could talk back to them just as

"How to tie a balloon."

Blame Mother. Father burst three before being banished.

After nine and a half years, this was a first ( Read more... )