Only in reported speech. But I don’t have a posh accent so it doesn’t sound as funny as when someone plummy does it. One of my most cherished memories is defending a man charged with various charges relating to a rather belligerent interaction with police officers and trying to suppress a fit of giggles when prosecution counsel, who looked and sounded like Theresa May, had to inform the jury that the defendant was alleged to have told a WPC, “I’m going to find out where you live and fuck you up the arse with my 10 inch cock” Edit: since typing that post, I've remembered that what she actually read out in her school governess' voice was, "I’m going to find out where you live and fuck you up the arse with my 10 inch cock. Ooooh yeah. Oooh yeah."
I did exactly the same on one of the Triumph off road courses in south wales a couple of years back. Sodding great triumph tiger going uphill in a rocky wet and slippery section , wheels spin up, my weight went back, throttle whacked open and as I exited stage left bike launched high up into hedge over drystone wall to my left. Took four of us to extract the bike from c head height in the hedge. my brother laughed a little bit at me and took some photos. Must see if I can track them down and post up here for amusement I did the weekend course with stitches in my calf from having a lump removed and about a week before I was due to go in a family windsurf holiday. Screwed my back up and was on secret painkillers for the windsurf week. One girl in the course fell and broken her collar bone at 10 on day one ( we started at 9). I don’t tell that story untill after the family holiday
i've just been very naughty, and said something that most people wouldn't dream of saying out loud to somebody being anti-social - and my nose hasn't been broken!
I’ve just been to the hospital for an upper gastric consultation. The doctor doesn’t think I need an endoscopy thankfully
yes I do, I'm tempted to add it here but there will be lots of negatives. I talked to him a few minutes later despite him clocking me with a frosty look, and I think he appreciated what I had said.
Yesterday. Joined the second half of a bi-weekly TRF ride out as meeting at 1115am a mile from my house is much more civilised than having to meet at 930am 5 miles away. The lanes were very slippery and my rear tyre is fucked due to having to ride 10 road miles on it while completely flat the other week, but managed to stay upright and the weather was more like early spring than midwinter. Although you wouldn’t believe it from the look on my face, it was a really good day.
Haha I love my job it used to kill me reading people moaning about Mondays etc on the socials. All good.
