Very funny.@ Marie
I want a word with you young lady, how very dare you call me a Suvvener.
I was born and bred at the northern tip of England namely Manchester, anywhere beyond that is Mongrel land, inhabited by peoples who are a bit Scottish, a bit Scandi, a bit ape, a bit vegetable and a bit cat litter tray contents.
Then you get that weird place called Snotland [summat like that anyway] there, the people [if they can be called that] dress weirdly, talk weirdly, throw telegraph poles in the air and blow bloated cat bladders to make noises resembling angle grinders on glass. And they are GINGER.
As for those flaky Suvveners, they are no more than inbred hyenas with the brains of nematode worms and tend to self abuse constantly.
I could say more but I don't like to talk ill of people or upset anybody.
Consider your bottom smacked!