Obviously, I have no idea what he's singing so gave up totally on that idea. However, quickly distracted, I found this gem instead which Oncle would enjoy infinitely better. (He's recently upgraded the CD player in his car to a CD/DVD/GPS/TV/Phone/Radio and pretends it's Kit...)
Happy Birthday Oncle! Love ya mate. Peace out.
For the next 3 months, I've swapped school in Australia for swanning around in rural France: learning the lingo, adapting to the culture and trying to unravel the mysterious ways of the Frenchie. (This blog is a joint effort between my mum and me.)
At first glance I actually thought those pictures were of Oncle! Happy Birthday Stevo - am sure it's not the same without Jackster there.
ReplyDeleteAnd yep, showed Gran the blog - she wasn't sold on the reference to her (and the "swear" word)!
Kat x
I swear Kat, she called the French a particular name and if memory serves, she said they had done a deal with Hitler - that he wouldn't bomb Paris if he could march his troups through the Arc de Triomphe, just like Napoleon had done. Gran's one feisty bird! :D
ReplyDelete