Last night Grumpy came home with this theory, which he later blogged about (obviously) while eating salami and left over Easter chocolate. When he'd finished his minor rant I said, "Is it just me or is living over here turning you a little right wing?"
The Grumpy One leaned forward and said something that could have come straight from my father, "No. Noooo. I'm not a right-winger. I'm a rationalist."
Bloody Ern may be gone but his spirit is with us.
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Nobody slides into a power vacuum quicker than the grumpy man.
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