We used to have to get up at twelve o'clock at night and lick the road clean with our tongues, we had half a handful of freezing cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at the mill for fourpence every six years, and when we got home our Dad would slice us in two with a bread knife.

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you were lucky...

[anon]

17/05/20
11:36am

Glad you noticed the yellow one had already been sliced in two.

(caption author)

17/05/20
12:24pm

I loved that Monty Python Sketch. The Four Yorkshiremen.

17/05/20
4:40pm

And you tell the young people of today that, and they won't believe you.

17/05/20
5:03pm

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