Just caught up with Creepy's little whinge down the side of the chavavan about people breaking social distancing rules.
Well, yes, they SHOULD be adhering to government advice, but he REALLY sounded quite bitter that everyone around him had mates and he had to skulk around, as per, all alone like the Billy No Mates Local Nonce that he is. You just know NOBODY lets on to Chris Ingham when he's out and about. No lads shouting ey-up across the road to him. The sad sack.
And piss off, Chris, with your "we're having to sacrifice seeing our own family" shite. You're only talking about your mother, and your only interest in that stupid woman is having her around as some kind of fucking lackey. You never see Katrina or Shirley 'Bubbles' Ingham. Your kids never see their cousins. Your step-daughter never sees her biological father or paternal grandparents. And you never see your illegitimate son. It's laughable.
Stop mewling just because people have friends, Chris, and you don't.
Tattle is overriding 'n0nce' to 'ponce'? Wtf?