Monday, January 14, 2008

Can't talk! Am off to win a man by repressing my emotions or falling off various bits of countryside in the rain.



Oh oh oh OH. This was sooooo good.

That's right! Let's air that frustration that you can't shack up with the woman you love by chopping logs. In a wet shirt. In the rain. Floppy hair everywhere.

Marvellous.

3 comments:

Geoff said...

We've yet to see the third part. Don't tell us what happened!

Did Charity Wakefield help the aged?

Boz said...

Hahahahahahhaha! Well, I'll leave that for you to decide. She got wet - let's leave it at that....

CheddarChica said...

Oh, for the days when getting caught in the rain was a genuinely impelling narrative device ..