Brooklyn on Dad Meet my dad - England soccer captain, advertising icon and inspiration for a million dodgy haircuts.
But not the brightest bulb in the box. He took me to this hamburger place and there was a bloke outside with a board saying: 'Free Big Mac'.
My old man went up to him and asked: 'Why, what's he done?' Brooklyn on Mum And here's mum - Posher than ever.
British shopping champion and a singer whose voice is best described in words which I am not yet old enough to use.
With mum, image is everything. She hates dad wearing a figure seven on the back of his football shirt.
She says now that he's a superstar, he should have an unlisted number. Brooklyn on Ginger Spice Eeeeeeek! Still scary after all these years. The dreaded Spice monster whose menacing presence casts a sinister shadow over Beckingham Palace, blotting out the sunlight pouring in through the tasteful mock-Tudor double glazing.
When mum heard that the Evil Ginger One was going into films she said: 'Why not?
If she grows another two legs, she could get a part in a western.' Brooklyn on Baby Spice Whoooooooooah!
Be still my beating heart beneath my Baby Gap designer T-shirt. Earth has not anything to show more fair than Baby Spice, still top of the class in my Early Yearning Centre.
But we are seeing less and less of each other - another two hapless victims driven apart by The Curse of The Spice Girls...
- Format: Paperback
- Pages: 286 pages
- Publisher: John Blake Publishing Ltd
- Publication Date: 30/09/2002
- Category: Humour
- ISBN: 9781904034407