I am the grit in the gears, the missing bolt, I am the poker of sticks into spokes.
I like to know how things work, but sometimes when I take them apart and rebuild them, I have a few pieces left over.
I am a man, so I tend to leave reading the instructions until after it goes wrong.
And like all men I have a comprehensive mental map of the world and never need to ask directions.
I never get lost, only sometimes I'm late, or end up in the wrong place entirely.
It's what we do.
Hilarious. Our public broadcaster used to play all the Britcoms on Saturday night. Mr. Nag and I whiled away many an evening with the Ronnies, Hyacinth, Mrs. Slocombe, Father Ted, Basil Fawlty, Mr. Bean and the rest.
Hilarious. Our public broadcaster used to play all the Britcoms on Saturday night. Mr. Nag and I whiled away many an evening with the Ronnies, Hyacinth, Mrs. Slocombe, Father Ted, Basil Fawlty, Mr. Bean and the rest.
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