“Go on, love. You can do it. Push!” I said to my wife. “You’re nearly there.” And as she struggled, I encouraged her, “Go on. Go on. I can see the head.” “Fuск off, Dave,” she snapped in a muffled voice as she tried to put on the winter sweater she’d just finished knitting.
“Go on, love. You can do it. Push!” I said to my wife. “You’re nearly there.”
And as she struggled, I encouraged her, “Go on. Go on. I can see the head.”
“Fuск off, Dave,” she snapped in a muffled voice as she tried to put on the winter sweater she’d just finished knitting.