They're great ain't they,even the Mrs lying next to me on the beach hasn't got a clue what I'm getting away with.
Mrs G knows I blimp. Had to make it known from the start.
She sighs as she watches me, but I once asked her if she'd rather I gawped at the geezers.
Put things into perspective for her a bit and openly exclaim...."cor, look at the arse on that, dribble".
These things have to be made crystal clear from the outset, or trouble awaits in the future.
Always 'appy to 'elp with coping withwimminly problems.
