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Sorry, but as a Daily Mail afficionado, I don't know how to relate to that story because it doesn't tell me how much the finger-trapped woman's house was worth.
Sorry, but as a Daily Mail afficionado, I don't know how to relate to that story because it doesn't tell me how much the finger-trapped woman's house was worth.
"Motee Darke, who regularly visits KFC in Lyndhurst Road with her friends, says she was disgusted at being penalised for narrowly breaching the 75-minute free allowance while being parked in a disabled spot at the eaterie."
So, she flouts the rules, then waves her pension book and blue badge to avoid a fine. Classic stuff. I'd have made her clean the entire car park with her own tooth brush, assuming she's still got her own teeth.
Ah, Top End, Renhold - I used to go cycling around there of a Sunday when I was a kid in the Seventies
As it happens my father knows the chap who founded Bedfordshire on Sunday... you'd be hard pressed to think of a less-exciting name for a newspaper, but he made a success of it - Frank Branston is his name.
I do like this bit:
Mr Harvey had problems sending us the photographs because his Internet was not working because of the disruption.
I've been wondering for years who owned this here Internet thing, and it turns out it was Mr Harvey of Top End, Renhold all along
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