A Suluky runs faster than whippet throwing a punch. I find the vet and I have matured together, him like a good malt me like a plum!!!!
Loose myself in the Archive hour, an oral history of King Cross. The delights of a DAB radio that records.
The stable clock chimes eight as I walk past, it has been quiet for years, I remember a yard full of jockeys, and banter.
Bit of that
One thing you can't recycle is wasted time.
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