tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392050901290304059.post5568089101478660937..comments2023-06-15T15:17:39.699+01:00Comments on The Liar's Club: An Extra Large Spotted Dicksenny dreadfulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01060196615482952688noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392050901290304059.post-51541490197483551432010-04-17T14:47:58.611+01:002010-04-17T14:47:58.611+01:00I wouldn't change the risqué British sense of ...I wouldn't change the risqué British sense of humour for anything. <br /><br />Also, the small things...when it's somebody's birthday at work and they bring in cakes, the atmosphere immediately relaxes and everybody becomes cheerful.DumpkinPumpkinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14774088168499003632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392050901290304059.post-45500053290717652302010-03-24T16:58:38.622+00:002010-03-24T16:58:38.622+00:00I love being British. The endless apologising and ...I love being British. The endless apologising and not getting moody in queues marks us for greatness. And possibly extra biscuits.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com