I’ve been called ‘Naughty’ many times. Obviously to spare the innocent I couldn’t possibly recant them all, Dick Emery springs to mind😂 Our illustrious leader has told us not to be naughty, fat chance there Toryboy. So it looks like we’ll have soldiers on the streets with cattle prods very soon.
Personally I’m quite happy to keep 2 metres away from most people, of course that’ll depend upon their gender (now some would say that’s naughty)
The Princess calls me naughty on a regular basis, my female work colleagues do the same. Apparently I have a glint in my eye (I’m a bit proud of that; it’s genetic) My dad had 6 brothers and from the stories I was told as a nipper they were all naughty.
We can probably blame my grandad, as far back as the 50’s, as an old man, he was at it. My grandma was very religious and when, one day she invited the vicar to tea, grandad put a whoopee cushion on his seat. When the vicar sat down and the inevitable happened, grandad asked him if he had digestion problems 😂. There was a very attractive school ma’am in the village and somehow he always managed to be in the garden when she cycled home, stopping her for a little ‘chat’😉
Of course in today’s society naughtiness is now deemed as inappropriate or it’s classed as a syndrome and children are given drugs to control it, something akin to the lobotomies dished out years ago. Grandad would probably be arrested today for stalking and the vicar would sue him for causing irreversible stress and trauma. As for me? I’ll just Carry On Regardless and let them class me as senile. What about you? Are you naughty? 😘 Keep safe my friends!