Sunday 2 September 2012
"Ooh, Mabel, did you hear? That Betty! Oh, that woman! On her own doorstep too? Wait till Cyril hears. It'll kill him. It's their daughter Beryl I feel for. Oh my giddy Aunt. Well I never. Anyway, my Ted's catching tea tonight - maybe chips or pasty? I've bought a new hat. Does my bum look big in this?"
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