It’s always exciting moment when one, tuther, or all of us, spot a gentleman with a long pole in the communal garden ………
…… and yesterday, as it transpired, was time for our annual gutter cleanage ………
…… or as Nigel, who is always in his element on occasions such as this ……
… so inelegantly describes it “ … a good old roger round our gussets ”
It was all I could do to keep the little fella inside, a hose, a long pole and a tank of water may hold a certain frisson for a young monkey, but never the train twain shall met, especially in Nigel’s case!
"A good old roger round our gussets.” How did Nigel know that his name was Roger?
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Oh blimey....I'm lost for words! Don't want any fella near my gussets thank you very much! Young Nige you can have him all to yourself. JantheFan x
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