Nancy’s Boy

Nancy's Boy

Actually, when I was in primary school and we had fancy dress, I dressed up as a grannie. Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately) after the parade finished I couldn’t find my mum, and had to walk around in the dress for what seemed ages. Didn’t do me no harm.
I turned out OK. Well sort of.
I pretty much looked like this.

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