19 yr old daughter broke down tonight in her pug 106,rough as fk area,like gangland..Bradford, Manningham. No offence intended to the good people of Manningham.
Gangs,colours/scarfs on heads,climbing every climable object etc! 'What u lookin at bro, innit,yeah, etc etc'...Quite intimidtating to be honest! and I'm no mary poppins
Gave her a right verbal,which isn't like me,as me an my daughter are closer than her and her mum..she's a proper daddy's girl,love her to pieces
Only gave her grief as she'd said her exhaust was 'blowing' 2 days before,(bring it over i said, i'll have a look), No it's alright,stuff to do,people to see,you wouldn't understand, (i'm an oldie,etc,basically,lol)
Fekin snapped off,at the cat,
She didn't know where she was,then her phone went dead! Found her eventually.The zorst was digging into the road.Easiest and quickest solution was to rive the whole middle and back zorst off,and chuck it in the Xant, (strange people were now milling around like flys round poo poo
good job the Xant has that ski hatch jobby!
Then she says (exhaustless), can i carry on my journey now? !!!
"No!,bring it to mine,where it will be magically made quiet!!!for nowt!
Needless to say, she's gone off in a huff
At least it was still late summer/light..dread to think of venturing into the bronx in darkness!
Anyone got any hairy breakdown escapades?





