
" well, first we went on the train which was good and then on the undeground which I didn't like so much and then we had this huge hot dog with loads of ketchup and Coke and sweets and then we saw football and the referee was a oxf*rd and then we walked to the..."
Hold on says Mum, go back a bit - what was the referee?" "oh" says son, he was a oxf*rd - everybody said so!"