Garden centre encounter

Never name’s just the analogy of my historical dating experience.

Never mind surging stroke to be brained by a Jan jar in public is a tragic end.

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You married a witch? LOL. Did she ever fly away on her broomstick?

No my wife is an angel

The older women were concerned that I was left on my own whereas all I was doing was waiting for my wife to bring them car Tom the dpo of the garden centre, once one started talking the other joined in an I was surrounded

Speaking of which…
Now that Halloween’s gone, we’ll have to do the dusting and get rid of the cobwebs. Shame, they were genuine too.

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