FRANK WESTWORTH
Oct 28, 2019
3 minutes
“In pieces. It’s blown up again. This is a delightful moment in any conversation, because a chap can ooze sympathy so insincere that it will grow mould and possibly glow in the dark. I listened, struggling to avoid bursting into tears … of laughter”
a hefty ride – even if I end up actually paying for that lunch, although I’m not entirely sure how it happens. Just got back. All aglow after a considerably bracing October Sunday rasping around the almost deserted and always entertaining roads of North
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