By wordley |
Date: 2002 Jun 24
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" ayup me duck, come sit down and tek 't weight oft thy feet" Horace crooned "got t' look after yer self tha knows"|
Hilda was tickled pink, "you're tekin this very well, Horace" she sighed. "i've got thee a present" said Horace holding out a bottle of Guinness, "But first....Is t'young un mine?"