I was telling my mate about how my wife backed the car into the garden gate and the insurance wouldn’t pay out.
“I had to cough up 300 quid!” I said.
“Bad habit, that,” said my mate.
“What?”
“Eating your money.”
I was telling my mate about how my wife backed the car into the garden gate and the insurance wouldn’t pay out.
“I had to cough up 300 quid!” I said.
“Bad habit, that,” said my mate.
“What?”
“Eating your money.”