Childish fun...

On the way to see our friends Jane and Mike to help out with some decorating. I text them to let them know that we were running a little late, unfortunately I text their landline by accident. This was pointed out to us by Mike and my childish side took over so once we were on the motorway I text again saying where we now were and adding on a few swear words for fun. This then dissolved into more fun texting rude words and phrases to the landline and laughing like drains when we heard the very well spoken lady uttering words like

"minge"

or

"sweaty gussets"

or

"I am from Sweden and I wish to make an obscene telephone call. Madam, would you be so kind as to inform me what colour underwear you are wearing this evening?"

The latter being Mike's contribution after he bored of words.  Excellent childish fun for a fab day! I have to say prize goes to Mike for dealing with Clara's extraordinary explodapoo whilst we were upstairs doing decorating things!