Just past Wetherspoons and there they all were stuffing themselves with full English breakfasts. Fair enough - I love a fry up myself. But pints of beer at 9am?! It was a rather unedifying spectacle.
And, I hate to say it, but judging from the accents I could hear, they were all from a certain region way north of my own neck of the woods.
And, I hate to say it, but judging from the accents I could hear, they were all from a certain region way north of my own neck of the woods.
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