None from my Nanna, though. Not sure they do gift cards in heaven.
None from my Nanna, though. Not sure they do gift cards in heaven.
This is how they chose to follow up the greatest Bond film ever made.
The 70s was fucking nuts.
This is how they chose to follow up the greatest Bond film ever made.
The 70s was fucking nuts.
3. "One of us smells like a tart's handkerchief... I'm afraid it's me."
3. "One of us smells like a tart's handkerchief... I'm afraid it's me."
No.
I'm watching Morse.
And it's fucking brilliant.
Apologies Mum and Dad.
No.
I'm watching Morse.
And it's fucking brilliant.
Apologies Mum and Dad.