I had a load of Evel Knievel toys as a child including the stunt cycle and some die cast vehicles.
Also, Christmas included a satsuma in a Black Beauty pillow case with the presents.
I thought you should know.
Can’t help but think the majority of the faux religious zealots getting their annual hard/wide on about Easter eggs are only using it as an excuse not to buy one. Get angry about things that matter you twats, like the fact they’re fucking hollow not solid. Never got over that.
Town hall meeting with the Americans this afternoon. Didn’t get home in time so had to join from a lay-by in the arse end of nowhere, camera off, bladder full, pissed in a bottle of Pepsi Max. The romance of life on the road.
The smell of a St Eval Bay and Rosemary candle mixed with the aroma of caramelised onion sausages in the air fryer is simply divine. I’ll fight you to the death (naked) if you dare to disagree.