Five minutes ago I got back from Sainsburys having assisted Mrs Blog with the weekly food shop. She asked me to take the shopping (very heavy shopping) bags in to the house and intended to say
"You are my Knight in shining armour."
Instead of which the ghost of either Dr Spooner or Dr Freud intervened and she actually said,
"You are my shite in nining armour."!!!
"You are my Knight in shining armour."
Instead of which the ghost of either Dr Spooner or Dr Freud intervened and she actually said,
"You are my shite in nining armour."!!!
Very funny! Reminds me of the time I phoned my bank, feeling very angry over a complication with my account and told them that "I bark at Bankleys"..............
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