Hereby Hangs a Tale…?
(Boarding the Northern Line at Moorgate, Saturday night, I sat opposite these shoes.)
"These bloody shoes are killin' me."
"Eff it. Just leave 'em on the train."
Turned Out Nice Again…
“That’s the news, my liege. And now the weather: hail, Caesar!” (An old gag from a mock production of Julius Caesar in the old BBC radio show Round the Horne ) “When two Englishmen meet, their first talk is of the weather.” Samuel Johnson “Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! blow!” King Lear Rain all weekend in London. Get yourself down to the best gamp shop in town, James Smith & Son .
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