Summary
IT'S peaceful and pine-fresh in the Land of the Waltons. I am chuckling without irony as I watch Frasier Series 2 on DVD; mummy Walton is flicking through last month's Heat magazine that somehow dropped into her handbag at the hairdressers; and toddler Walton has just run into the far corner, and is stood as upright and stiff as a telegraph pole surmounted by a red face straining to purple "Are you doing a poo poo, Ava?" "No poo poo, daddy!"
An odour like Beelzebub's breath after a night out on real ale and authentically hot curry fills the room.See the full content of this document
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At Home with the Waltons: Lies and Videotape
"Pooh!" says mummy Walton, screwing up her face like a used tissue and clamping both hands over her nose, "I think you should go and clean your teeth, Ads!"
"Cheeky monkey!" I retort, "It's not my ...See the full content of this document
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