I remember getting home from a long run (when I still lived with the wrinklies and I was training for a marathon).
My clothes were totally soaked through and all I wanted was a shower. My Catholic auntie was visiting and gave me a shovked look and said something like "a young lady shouldn't sweat".
My response was then it's a good thing I'm not a fucking lady, then (despite the many attempts by my mother).
My clothes were totally soaked through and all I wanted was a shower. My Catholic auntie was visiting and gave me a shovked look and said something like "a young lady shouldn't sweat".
My response was then it's a good thing I'm not a fucking lady, then (despite the many attempts by my mother).
Playing Cluedo with my mum while I was at Uni:
"You did WHAT? With WHO? WHERE???"
