Friday. Needed my regular fix of Pop so sent my chauffeur to collect.
For some reason we decided we had to barricade ourselves in my bedroom to escape the virulent and rampaging Bud who wanted us to stop beating him up and go to do the washing up, apparently.This was obviously insufficient as the inquisitive Bud managed to get a camera through the gap.
So the ugly one (me) and the good-looking one (her) resolved to strengthen our defences against his cruel onslaught.
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