Mark Murphy
A broken Leg, two fruit pastilles and a mud pie.
So I’ve gone and broken my leg! ‘What an absolute divvy,’ I hear you say, and you’d be right. I had an accident at work; I went and fell off some scenery. And I can honestly say that ‘I fell… Continue reading
A Mars Bar, a Sherbet Dib-Dab and a packet of Dolly Mixtures.
‘Oi! Get back here you little scrote!’ shouted the shopkeeper to Peter as he ran away with his haul. ‘I’ve got mouths to feed as well, you know. You bloody bugger! You’ll have me out of business, you lot will!’… Continue reading