The ex son-in-law that we haven't seen in over a year popped in for coffee today.
His Rangie gave up the ghost spectacularly, luckily not far from his house, he managed to coast it to his gate then pulled it into his place with the telehandler.:eek:
So he was a bit stuck. Borrowed a van off a mate for a coupla weeks but they can't tow the stuff he needs to tow so he eventually bought a J reg TD5 ninety. (must a bin a 200tdi originally.) First time ever all my landies are younger than his! Well almost, his old Series 2a was well ancient! He's going to do 2 months work in a mates place in Cannes next summer so we chatted a bit about how to get his dog a Frog doggy passport. So we'll have visitors!
Tother dottir and son in law coming to see us this weekend, so fun and frolics in view.
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Well tbh I never thort I was, then I did hang around with a bloke who was a dead ringer for a young Marlon Brando who had women falling around him in a circle. Then I realised I was getting probably a lot more than my fair share. And there was one (only one) occasion when a looker fancied me more than him! He threw a right hissy fit. Twas well funny.
You only realise how lucky you were in the looks dept when you get older and realise how lucky you had been.
I'm not complaining!
Just wish I still had my gorgeous hair which went so well with the green eyes that I still have.
... and my long lost 32" waist! 🤣 🤣 🤣 🤣
Seems I have matured, or more appropriately distilled over the years. Self confidence, or not giving a damn, appears appealing, something I lacked when younger. Good manners go a long way too. According to herself there's nothing wrong with being a proper (un man scaped) ole skool bloke either..
 

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