The Scrap, The Wife and me went to the countryside this weekend to see my mum and dad. We had a lovely time and thrashed up and down this hill with Scrap insisting on using my mum's special hill-walking stick, despite it being twice as big as him.He also spent a lot of time shouting "Manners!" really loudly. Your guess is as good as mine as to where that little tit-bit came from.
Oh, and one other thing. Mother, if you're reading this, no more casseroles! We want roast meat, goddammit!
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