The life of a class traitor and peripatetic scouser.
Oh good, I see you are getting the entrance ready for my grand arrival next week :)
See picture in post above. A bag of chips and a bottle of Lambrini and that block will be in place in no time.
many years ago I was chatting to a chap who was renovating an old farmhouse; the step was worn so he had the brainwave of turning it over.... it was a pity that a chap a couple of hundred years before him had thought along the same lines.....is it your part of the world where 'to keep a nice step' indicates your social worth ?
Two words: Donkey Stone.
H...my mum is of the generation that realy did judge one on the state of the front doorstep, funnily enough it turned out to be quite an effective method.
Oops! I forgot the link about donkey stones.
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