blogz0r ___ v57

I overhead some hoity toity student from down the road telling a lady in a shop that tonight was the first performance of an English play where she had to have a Liverpool accent. Cue her doing her “accent” in front of this bemused lady… I kind of turned to look at nothing in the distance to hide my grin as she spouted this sentance like a bloody BBC news reader fresh from the silver spoon factory.

Maybe postpone your audition for Brookside for a while, eh?.