Happy Birthday David Tennant!
Ooh, I remember my Dad's 37th birthday party...I would have about 8 at the time. He hated being 37. I had called loads of family round and he went upstairs to sulk. So me and everyone else had the sweet potato pie Grandma made, which was delicious. And when I went to check up on Dad he was wasted and refused to come down even for Ferrero Rocher. ( Read more... )
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Then DT would be all slurring his words, "What's the problem?! You can both take me home! Look after drunkety-hic! David". Then he'd smile one of his gorgeous make you do anything smiles..."Taxi!"
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