The Knox-ism of the week has to be this:
We were walking through Cardiff on our way to meet Bear and Shaun when a Punk, a Proper Punk walked past, all tartan trews and mowhawk...Knox takes a look and says "Ohh Look a Scottish Goth"
We both creased up.
Other ones have been:
When getting Pens blue badge out he looked at it and said "Penelope?"
"Yes"
"Who's Penelope"
"Thats me Penny"
"OH......I didn't know Penny meant Penelope."
He has spent the past 3 years thinking Pennys name was Penny. IYSWIM
And.
"Why is Welsh diffrent to English" (As in its English words on the roadsigns but spelt diffrenlty.
"Because its a diffrent Language"
"No its not its English*"
So I tuned the radio into BBCcmryu...He listens for a few minutes."It sounds like the Sims"
Its been brill havving him down here.
*This is understandable in a way because He was taken out of Laguage classes (French, German ect) because of his speech problem.
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