I went round to my mate’s and he was doing a bit of woodwork. I said to him:
‘Where’s the missus then?’
He said ‘Upstairs in bed – she’s not at all well.’
I said ‘Is that her coughing?’
‘No’ he replied ‘It’s a bedside table.’
I went round to my mate’s and he was doing a bit of woodwork. I said to him:
‘Where’s the missus then?’
He said ‘Upstairs in bed – she’s not at all well.’
I said ‘Is that her coughing?’
‘No’ he replied ‘It’s a bedside table.’