The Scottish poetry that you pen will rival the masters of literature.
The years had not been kind to him. He had a face like a cows arse angrily chewing a wasp.
The Scottish poetry that you pen will rival the masters of literature.
The years had not been kind to him. He had a face like a cows arse angrily chewing a wasp.
It is a splendidly apt way of describing his face! It might be my highlight line of the year :OD