Unbelievable tales from One Who Knows.‘It is a comfort in wretchedness to have companions in woe’.
We're taking a bit of a breather while the world rearranges its underpants. Meanwhile, the other blog is here.
"It's usually buses on Cattermole Street or else he's got to move his car," I say."Lucky you. He always tells us he's late because he's got diarrhoea.""That's too much information.""I'll say. They're lunchtime meetings."
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