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October 06, 2005



My late mother (b. 1925) was trying to book my girlfriend and myself into a b&b at some point in the early 90s - overflow from a family gathering.

She rang me and said, "Do I need to book you in as Mr & Mrs?"

"I don't see why. Either of our name should be ok."

"Well I don't know dear, it's been years since I've done this."

Changes one's view of the old folk...

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