Rose Our milk was delivered straight from the farm, into the jug that was left out on the doorstep, sometimes by the farmer's son called Walter. He had a tendency to underfill it, and whenever the measure was short, Mum would exclaim "It's that Walter again!" At that time I didn't know his name was Walter, and I thought she meant that he had topped it up with water!
I wouldn't have put it past him.
Richard Osman and his House of Games
Wedding Present Dinner Service.
Sudden pain in back of leg behind knee
My daughter is lying about me and editing me out of her life.




We once had a dog named Spud.
