Yesterday I laughed till I cried, my jaws ached and my sides hurt. Isn't that a wonderful feeling?
I'd love to share the source of hilarity with you but I can't as it is a birthday card I've bought for Miss M's birthday at the end of this month. Remind me then!
Something else that brought a wry smile to my face. As we all know hell has no fury as a woman scorned and if that woman be from Yorkshire it is worse again.
So I tip my hat to Mel B, who gave birth to her baby on the birthday of the father who claims it is not his, Eddie Murphy - that, as they say, is timing. I am prone to believe my tyke sister is more than certain and honest of the paternity and if she comes away with a big fat wad of his fortune I hope she spends it on parkin and whippets.
Eddie Murphy has behaved most ungentlemanly, hasn't he?
That poor baby.
Posted by: Ms Mac | 05 April 2007 at 10:25 PM
"if she comes away with a big fat wad of his fortune I hope she spends it on parkin and whippets."
And hats, in case she decides to venture onto Ilkey Moor, because it wouldn't do to be caught baht 'at.
I agree with Mrs Mac. Eddie Murphy has behaved in a most ungentlemanly manner. I also suspect that (like Liz Hurley) Mel B will be vindicated and he will end up looking like a scoundrel, and the women of Yorkshire will mutter darkly whenever he appears on screen.
Posted by: Kate | 06 April 2007 at 06:46 PM
Whenever my sister & I see Eddie Murphy on television, we make loud boo-hisses. We hate him.
Posted by: Alice | 07 April 2007 at 01:16 AM