[FuckingRotter]

Friday prayer. There's a Pakistani family lives next door but one, and the kids sometimes come out and play cricket with the Sikhs(sp) next door.

Anyhow, every Friday the boys all parade up the road to the local mosque in their Sunday best, all bright white after being meticulously washed dried and pressed by grandmother. Fine so far. But then the silly buggers come home and proceed to play football, cricket, go-carting, crawling about in the brambles at the bottom of my driveway, all in their Friday Finery, ripping it to shreds and getting covered in dirt and grime in the process.

It always brings a smile to my face to see, reminds me of when I was a lad playing war games in the swamp at the bottom of my garden. But it must drive grandmother to distraction having to restore all those clothes to their original finery week after week. I'd make the little bleeders get changed first!