PeonForHer
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FR I know that everyone wanted to ask me about visiting Jon Pertwee's house when I was , but was too envious to do so .... So I shall tell you all what happened, anyway. Sean, his son, was there. And he was a little twot. Me and my three brothers went up to his bedroom to play a game of 'murderball'. This involves stuffing a couple of socks into another sock and whacking each other. We all whacked Sean ... and he burst into tears and ran off to complain to Mrs Pertwee. My dad came upstairs to give us all a right rollocking. To this day, whenever I see Sean Pertwee playing yet another 'hard guy', I think of him bursting into tears after me and my brothers whacked him with our stuffed socks. Jon Pertwee didn't have any daleks in his house. But he did have a Sea Monster in his back garden. And he was very, very, *very* tall. At least he looked it to me. I was maybe six or seven at the time. Anyway, I found the experience interesting, so I don't care if nobody else does. You can all feck off.
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