... I've taken to irritating the poo out of the generally mellow Mr Brown by leaning across the shopping trolley after I've just popped in a treat (like the delicious Rieme Limonade Artisanale, or some Aunty Joan's Toffee, or a wafer-thin bar of Lindt Excellence chocolate) and saying, "it's my only pleasure".
This makes him roll his eyes and sigh and say something horrid like "bullshit mouse". He's demanded that I stop using the phrase.
But what, gentle reader, shall I say in its stead?
Sunday, November 11
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How about, "You wouldn't understand"?
Or, ah! yet another pleasure...
Or I could just say "this is MY boat and mooring and upkeep!" that would shut him up ;)
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