|Cleves Ave Party II|
AP - "Oi, stop taking the piss out of my dodgy eye..."
AP - "Uggghh, what's he doing?"
Farmer - "Our father, who art in heavean, hallowed be...."
A dynamic duo singing their little hearts out. Bless!
The Finale - as they sing out with "Knees up mother Brown" or was it "I've got a brand new combine harvester"?
What can I say - the calm before the storm. But Paul, those clothes suit you far too well. I'm worried... very worried. Mate - you're a girl!