Him: "Darling, how do you feel about swapping positions tonight?"Her: "OK, you cook and wash-up, and I'll sit on the sofa and fart!"
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Bok. 18. 11. 2010 - 7. 1. 2019
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- I was born just south of London, but for the past 50 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live between an ancient cottage in a tiny village in perfectly tranquil French countryside, and a bijou townhouse in Brighton UK. In France we have plenty of fruit trees, all situated amongst a view that takes the breath away, in the UK we have a handkerchief sized patio. We also have a Border Collie called Billy. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching). Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!
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ReplyDeleteYep.
ReplyDeleteAh yes - I think we'll swap positions tonight!
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
Sounds about right ...
ReplyDeleteLove it !!
ReplyDeleteYep, that's the way it is for us all.
ReplyDeleteI once heard that the only reason people get married is because they're tired of holding back their farts! ;)
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