What part of Manchester was Charlie's Dad supposed to be from, exactly?

Husband is poorly today. Aaaahhh.

Watched Lost though... ( Butlins and Looking Glasses. )

Also this story amused/terrified me. http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/americas/6662213.stm?ls Here's a good idea - give a baby a really fucking stupid name and a gun. Cause that's not just asking for trouble

Money for old rope, Madam?

Seriously. If one more random weirdo turns up at our door wanting us to a, give them money or b, let them in I'm going to shoot them. Already I've had the 'we're collecting money for a charity' Pikeys (chinny reckon mate... which charity and where's your card? jog on.) the senile old dear asking where 'the girl who sings all night' is and now Hubby's just answered to the door to another bloke who wanted to 'come in so he can show us what he does' and got all aggressive when hubs gave him the cold shoulder (not violent aggressive, just uppity and pissy. Not really the best way to sell yourself). And that's not including the chavvy teenagers from the estate down the road Trick or Treating and 'Carol Singing' (two lines of 'Jingle Bells' without removing chewing gum from gob - tis the season!)

What's up with people? This last bloke just took the piss.

Pretty new RtS icon wot I have made though...