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« Reply #15 on: June 10, 2014, 09:48:12 PM »

 Grin Grin Grin Grin...I would have jumped in the air like bruce lee and spun round knocking shotgun to floor....then told him to squeal like a pig... Grin Grin Grin Grin Grin
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« Reply #16 on: June 10, 2014, 11:11:55 PM »

Around twenty years ago, I moved next to an old family friend who had been widowed, a friend of my nan's, anyway I would often cut her grass, and hedge, have a cuppa and she would tell me about her widowed husband billy, how he only smoked rollies, and loved a whisky before bed, and how she would often talk to him, even though he had died some time ago the place still smelt of tobacco, I thought she was just lonely, missing him,  She was from the valley's and would pop back for a little holiday from time to time, and would ask me take in any parcels, and pop them in the  house, as I had a key, one  particular evening I went in to put her post in place, now bearing in mind she would draw all her curtains, when she was away, I go into a dark house, smelling of tobacco, thinking of her speaking to her dead husband,I go in, flick the switch, blow the bulb and trip the fuse, I go in, manage to place the post, hit the phone over, to which I hear this man's voice, loader the thunder, hello hello, are you there, speak to me, are you ok, no I shxt my pants, what she had forgot to tell me is that she had had lifeline installed, I needed it, my heart nearly stopped, I couldn't get out fast enough, I found memories after three years living there, she went of not telling anyone, had the police brake in, she was on her hols again, I took her shopping once, after she gave me someone else's trolly, woman nearly butted me, Rip Mrs Mathias your with your billy now.
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« Reply #17 on: June 11, 2014, 02:19:31 PM »

Ha ha ha ha Brilliant
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