Paddy on the Railway · Jan 2, 2015
Still Peddling The Big Lie
I remember once, when I was about 13, one of my uncles came to our house on Christmas Day. His wife was dying of lung cancer at the time and his seven-year-old son was living with us. Anyway, like everybody else, we had the telly on in the evening...
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