the flying pig wrote:A couple of minor victories today. Firstly, last night when picking t'bairn up from nursery they asked if he could please wear something red today for 'sports relief' activities and photos. I was proud to reply that he didn't own so much as one single red sock. Picking him up tonight I noticed that some wazzock (how did a great word like that ever fall out of favour?) had sent his kid in full baby forest kit. Took small satisfaction in surreptitiously punting a stickle brick or something the lad seemed to be tottering towards into another room.
I hope you muttered "little cunt" or similar as you did it.