You know what my Mary's gone and done now, she's only gone and spent 60 quid on 2 tickets for the Shrewsbury

Flower Show.UK. that's a week down the pub for me, I'll have to miss a darts match now. Mind you them Poles are getting a bit noisy, we call 'em beetroot pluckers. Anyway it means I've got to miss my mates for a week, and traipse round Shrewsbury gawping at flipping flowers in the summer. If her mother spoke to me I would tell her I would, really.