Where it all began
this is where I wrote The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker
with a typewriter perched on a stool, as I sat on a broken backed
barn chair in front of the gas fire. Leap Year’s Day 1988 I finished it.
YOU ARE ALL COWARDS , says Mr BoneSPURR this will be the nail in the coffin for Trump was wrong choice of words HE has had his last chance A...
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