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| Is that clear, now? |
We were forewarned of some unpredictability of the central heating.
All was well, however, and only two usual suspects departed at half time.
No, not because they were cold.
Maybe they had better offers?
That still left a goodly number to afford the rent.
Paul, who enjoys a wonderful life, embarked ...
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| Here I go, out to sea again ... (The Embarkation of the Queen of Sheba Claude Lorraine) |
Lynda anticipated Armageddon ...
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| Why does my heart go on beating? |
Roger chose not to worry ...
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| There should be sunshine after rain. |
We are always truly blessed when Stuart joins us because ...
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| He's gonna build a chapel! |
Ken sang of the recent inundation of a Westmorland town ...
Speaking of Ken ...
Must we?
Would you recognise this follicularly-challenged, near-clean-shaven individual now?
Ken went on to offer a near-melodic obscurity about an oriental cooking-vessel that he'd misplaced in N'Orleans ...
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| You left your wok behind! You might be forgiven for thinking these people are related. |
Dogsbody stumbled over a few verses in remembrance of a sadly missed celebrity ...
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| Here a sheer hulk lies ... |
Lynda cheered up after the interval.
Here she is with Paul singing of her delight in the pastime of breathing air ...
Mave sang of a rustic occupation ...
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| Ten shillings a rood is the rate, |
Stuart blessed us all again and sent us home in celestial peace ...
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| ... may moonbeams guide your feet. |
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| Yes ... and we turned off the central heating! |
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