What an extraordinary day it's been first the post came at seven this morning and as I glanced out of my bedroom window I did spy a dog on the schools roof I'd be buggered if I know how it got up there well, ******* down with a feather
So I dressed, had a fill of my pipe and with tentative steps I ventured out walking over the crisp mown lawn I looked up to see if that dog was still there there was the scallywag reading a news paper sitting on a deckchair, Well ******* down with a feather