The characters!
itg1, Mike Duck,Mr Wallingfield and his future bride!
It has got to be said,that somewhere in the S.W of England there is an atoll a government that rules with an iron fist,One that can stand up to Europe and say No, No more bloody cheap wine! Here we only drink the real macoy from Mr Wallingfield’s cellars, stuff that make everything curl,then the plot over the carrots and baked tatty’s,how to carve up the horticutural world (old machinery world)
Duck pionts with his knife, we should carve up the Southwest from Cheddar down,Itg1 reccons the Vale of Evesham, but olde Wallingfield has other plans,his sights are set on the capital.
By the time dessert came it might as well be one! Duck asleep in his carver,with a rye smile,knowing he’d just carved up another member of that corrupt band of the OLC winning another gem on that well known site!
Itg1 now laid back in his carver expressing the virtues of home made wine,while packing in another helping of christmas pud and dreaming of another sortie into the unknown,lead by the un confirmed.
The one to watch is he who plies,or ploughs,he who watches from afar,just like those King’s such long ago.The one who can conjoure a lawnmower from a hedge, yes it’s that olde scoundrel Mr Wallingfield and his pen
Merry hic,hic Christmas to one and Hall
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