A lovely evening at an open-air classical concert in Shrewsbury Castle, in aid of refugees.
The absolute stand-out moment was a beautiful, sweet, poignant and harrowing a capella version of the Ukrainian National Anthem sung by a female choir of Ukrainian refugees now homed in Shrewsbury.
I have no idea what the Ukraine national anthem sounds like, but Iād shudder to hear ours done a capella.
Agreed. But this was beautiful.
Itās touching, but the hairdresser will only put it towards a BMW Z3 or Z4, perhaps a soft-top Tigra if theyāre skint.
These things donāt always have a happy ending.
Not tonightās performance, which was pure and sweet, but this give a good impression
Once whilst really pissed in a pub, I caught a bit of the old foreskin in that ātrapā zip of my fine trousersā¦ sadly no one came forward to help me extract said member when i asked in the ladies. They seemed a bit scared. I can only assume they though the ābeastā might be a tad ferocious? Yet like that wolf, it would have merely yelped with happiness
Was expecting the usual āa body has been foundā¦ā
Is this cheerful, Not sure but I think it belongs hereā¦
Was she found tied up, naked and with a sore arse, in Scottyās garage?
Which is better than cable-tied in the back of Goatās van tbf
I resent the implication. 
Iām not that shoddy, Iād have dropped off the body to @Goatboy for the usual disposal fee. 
I notice that you didnāt deny the sore arse bit. 
One up the bum - No harm done Scotty lad.
Saw this on BBC an smiled - some very decent still out there 
Cant help but like this oneā¦