Hello people. I am Arnold. I'm a secret pianist. I have my faviourite chair that if anyone else sits on there will be trouble. I like to go fishing, smoking and taking the mick.One time while fishing with my son and son-in-law we parked the car in a nearby field to the river, went to the river bank and set up our rods. We caught a few fish and decide to break for lunch. I was just about to unpack my sandwiches when the farmer from the field came charging towards us, ranting and raving. "Who's is the softop car". It was ours. We ran over to the field and a bull was chomping away at the top of our car. I shouted "Get that bull off our car!", but the farmer was more angry, "Never mind the car, you owe me one prize pedigree bull!!!". He never got his bull and we had to drive home with the top down in the pouring rain.
