The service industry

The country pileis not what it was,the roof is leakingand that’s becausethe help want payingit’sbloody scandalousIblame it on socialismandsuffragettesthe working classshould know their place,and thebloody waiters won’t waitin case they’re missing outon somethingsomewhere else. when we upper-class pass into historyand the workers become their own industry,I wonder how it will work outand whowill wait on…

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Dripping

Lard that’s what it was and that’s what it is that makes us Northerners so hard, as tough as old boots my dad used to say and he had his Lard every day, sometimes it doubled as Brylcreem as mad as that might seem, but we were poor then even though a pint of brown…

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Half forgotten memory

We fear the third man as only the first and the second can, he is following in the rear and we can’t see his face therein lies the fear. Something I read but the first two are now dead, the third is an enigma, but he gives me nightmares I see those desolate places and…

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