I've always seen Tommy, for example, as a Barry Dedkrapp (spelling possibly incorrect) type manager in the making. The sort of chap who collects coupons (provided by unsuspecting old age pensioners) to send off for ceramic Lurpak Toast Racks by the job-lot, before flogging them off at Motorway Service Stations for hard cash in brown envelopes, then depositing the proceeds in a foreign bank in the name of his pet goldfish.
For an encore I can also see TT writing a daily newspaper column for the 'Stoke Morning Examiner', whilst simultaneously claiming in court that he can't read or write properly. and in parallel displaying a mastery of tax efficiency that Al Capone could only dream of.
Some surprises there. I've always seen Tommy, for example, as a Barry Dedkrapp (spelling possibly incorrect) type manager in the making. The sort of chap who collects coupons (provided by unsuspecting old age pensioners) to send off for ceramic Lurpa
hahaha! Funnily enough Alun, my very first answer on the survey was the one which said something like "'Phone 'Arry up, as he'll know who's up and coming"!
hahaha!Funnily enough Alun, my very first answer on the survey was the one which said something like "'Phone 'Arry up, as he'll know who's up and coming"!
Much to my disgust I've just taken the test and am apparently the unspeakable Joe-Say as well. I'd hitherto viewed myself as a modern-day progressive Pleat (before owning the slowest car in London) or a solid over-achieving Avram G type (without the visits to Happy Endings Industrial Estate, nr Southampton).
Much to my disgust I've just taken the test and am apparently the unspeakable Joe-Say as well. I'd hitherto viewed myself as a modern-day progressive Pleat (before owning the slowest car in London) or a solid over-achieving Avram G type (without the