They had a very particular smell, which I can still recall, of cigarette ash and brass. Did they not come from your Dad, Dad, with the big elephant?
I still want to know about those chicken eggcups, where were they, grandmas?
We are getting a visit from the man who owns the house opposite on Thursday (you met him for a coffee on our terrace dad). He may be willing to sell the field opposite the house -- the bits either end of the road, so we may be able to have a mixed orchard and veg. plot, bees and possibly chickens (a pig)! I'll be Richard Briers and Ruth, Felicity Kendal!
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