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I wonder where that fish has gone! You did love it so! You looked after it like a son!

Tell you what though, for free, terriers make lovely fish. I mean I could do that for you straight away. Legs off, fins on, stick a little pipe through the back of its neck so it can breathe, bit of gold paint, make good.

Whew, bet that's a job and a half ma'am. :notworthy:
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I wonder where that fish has gone! You did love it so! You looked after it like a son!

Tell you what though, for free, terriers make lovely fish. I mean I could do that for you straight away. Legs off, fins on, stick a little pipe through the back of its neck so it can breathe, bit of gold paint, make good.

Whew, bet that's a job and a half ma'am. :notworthy:

I'm afraid not. I'm afraid all the vacancies were filled several weeks ago.
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I wonder where that fish has gone! You did love it so! You looked after it like a son!

Tell you what though, for free, terriers make lovely fish. I mean I could do that for you straight away. Legs off, fins on, stick a little pipe through the back of its neck so it can breathe, bit of gold paint, make good.

Whew, bet that's a job and a half ma'am. :notworthy:

I'm afraid not. I'm afraid all the vacancies were filled several weeks ago.

But if any of you could put in a word for me I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, I was...I was a bit on edge just now, but if I were a mason I'd sit at the back and not get in anyone's way.

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I wonder where that fish has gone! You did love it so! You looked after it like a son!

Tell you what though, for free, terriers make lovely fish. I mean I could do that for you straight away. Legs off, fins on, stick a little pipe through the back of its neck so it can breathe, bit of gold paint, make good.

Whew, bet that's a job and a half ma'am. :notworthy:

I'm afraid not. I'm afraid all the vacancies were filled several weeks ago.

But if any of you could put in a word for me I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, I was...I was a bit on edge just now, but if I were a mason I'd sit at the back and not get in anyone's way.

you're rather a smart young lad aren't you. We could do with somebody like you to feed the pantomime horse
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I wonder where that fish has gone! You did love it so! You looked after it like a son!

Tell you what though, for free, terriers make lovely fish. I mean I could do that for you straight away. Legs off, fins on, stick a little pipe through the back of its neck so it can breathe, bit of gold paint, make good.

Whew, bet that's a job and a half ma'am. :notworthy:

I'm afraid not. I'm afraid all the vacancies were filled several weeks ago.

But if any of you could put in a word for me I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, I was...I was a bit on edge just now, but if I were a mason I'd sit at the back and not get in anyone's way.

you're rather a smart young lad aren't you. We could do with somebody like you to feed the pantomime horse

Listen ... before he started fixing, he used to get through four Jehovah's witnesses a day. And he used to eat all of them, except the pamphlets.

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I wonder where that fish has gone! You did love it so! You looked after it like a son!

Tell you what though, for free, terriers make lovely fish. I mean I could do that for you straight away. Legs off, fins on, stick a little pipe through the back of its neck so it can breathe, bit of gold paint, make good.

Whew, bet that's a job and a half ma'am. :notworthy:

I'm afraid not. I'm afraid all the vacancies were filled several weeks ago.

But if any of you could put in a word for me I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, I was...I was a bit on edge just now, but if I were a mason I'd sit at the back and not get in anyone's way.

you're rather a smart young lad aren't you. We could do with somebody like you to feed the pantomime horse

Listen ... before he started fixing, he used to get through four Jehovah's witnesses a day. And he used to eat all of them, except the pamphlets.

I mean, look at this place! I'm at my wits end. Revolutionary leaflets everywhere. One of these days I'll revolutionary leaflets him.
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I wonder where that fish has gone! You did love it so! You looked after it like a son!

Tell you what though, for free, terriers make lovely fish. I mean I could do that for you straight away. Legs off, fins on, stick a little pipe through the back of its neck so it can breathe, bit of gold paint, make good.

Whew, bet that's a job and a half ma'am. :notworthy:

I'm afraid not. I'm afraid all the vacancies were filled several weeks ago.

But if any of you could put in a word for me I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, I was...I was a bit on edge just now, but if I were a mason I'd sit at the back and not get in anyone's way.

you're rather a smart young lad aren't you. We could do with somebody like you to feed the pantomime horse

Listen ... before he started fixing, he used to get through four Jehovah's witnesses a day. And he used to eat all of them, except the pamphlets.

I mean, look at this place! I'm at my wits end. Revolutionary leaflets everywhere. One of these days I'll revolutionary leaflets him.

Those spotty continental boys will soon have to look out for Mrs Britain...and talking of windmills, these girls aren't afraid to tilt at the permissive society.

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I wonder where that fish has gone! You did love it so! You looked after it like a son!

Tell you what though, for free, terriers make lovely fish. I mean I could do that for you straight away. Legs off, fins on, stick a little pipe through the back of its neck so it can breathe, bit of gold paint, make good.

Whew, bet that's a job and a half ma'am. :notworthy:

I'm afraid not. I'm afraid all the vacancies were filled several weeks ago.

But if any of you could put in a word for me I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, I was...I was a bit on edge just now, but if I were a mason I'd sit at the back and not get in anyone's way.

you're rather a smart young lad aren't you. We could do with somebody like you to feed the pantomime horse

Listen ... before he started fixing, he used to get through four Jehovah's witnesses a day. And he used to eat all of them, except the pamphlets.

I mean, look at this place! I'm at my wits end. Revolutionary leaflets everywhere. One of these days I'll revolutionary leaflets him.

Those spotty continental boys will soon have to look out for Mrs Britain...and talking of windmills, these girls aren't afraid to tilt at the permissive society.

The one I was really after was Arthur Hotchkiss's "Devonshire Country Churches." :tsk:
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I wonder where that fish has gone! You did love it so! You looked after it like a son!

Tell you what though, for free, terriers make lovely fish. I mean I could do that for you straight away. Legs off, fins on, stick a little pipe through the back of its neck so it can breathe, bit of gold paint, make good.

Whew, bet that's a job and a half ma'am. :notworthy:

I'm afraid not. I'm afraid all the vacancies were filled several weeks ago.

But if any of you could put in a word for me I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, I was...I was a bit on edge just now, but if I were a mason I'd sit at the back and not get in anyone's way.

you're rather a smart young lad aren't you. We could do with somebody like you to feed the pantomime horse

Listen ... before he started fixing, he used to get through four Jehovah's witnesses a day. And he used to eat all of them, except the pamphlets.

I mean, look at this place! I'm at my wits end. Revolutionary leaflets everywhere. One of these days I'll revolutionary leaflets him.

Those spotty continental boys will soon have to look out for Mrs Britain...and talking of windmills, these girls aren't afraid to tilt at the permissive society.

The one I was really after was Arthur Hotchkiss's "Devonshire Country Churches." :tsk:

I say! Look at that lovely bookshop just across the road there, they've got a much better selection than we've got, probably at ridiculously low prices ... just across the road there. :unsure: Good morning.

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I wonder where that fish has gone! You did love it so! You looked after it like a son!

Tell you what though, for free, terriers make lovely fish. I mean I could do that for you straight away. Legs off, fins on, stick a little pipe through the back of its neck so it can breathe, bit of gold paint, make good.

Whew, bet that's a job and a half ma'am. :notworthy:

I'm afraid not. I'm afraid all the vacancies were filled several weeks ago.

But if any of you could put in a word for me I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, I was...I was a bit on edge just now, but if I were a mason I'd sit at the back and not get in anyone's way.

you're rather a smart young lad aren't you. We could do with somebody like you to feed the pantomime horse

Listen ... before he started fixing, he used to get through four Jehovah's witnesses a day. And he used to eat all of them, except the pamphlets.

I mean, look at this place! I'm at my wits end. Revolutionary leaflets everywhere. One of these days I'll revolutionary leaflets him.

Those spotty continental boys will soon have to look out for Mrs Britain...and talking of windmills, these girls aren't afraid to tilt at the permissive society.

The one I was really after was Arthur Hotchkiss's "Devonshire Country Churches." :tsk:

I say! Look at that lovely bookshop just across the road there, they've got a much better selection than we've got, probably at ridiculously low prices ... just across the road there. :unsure: Good morning.

Well, that's all very well, sir, but this is an off-licence. :hi:
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I wonder where that fish has gone! You did love it so! You looked after it like a son!

Tell you what though, for free, terriers make lovely fish. I mean I could do that for you straight away. Legs off, fins on, stick a little pipe through the back of its neck so it can breathe, bit of gold paint, make good.

Whew, bet that's a job and a half ma'am. :notworthy:

I'm afraid not. I'm afraid all the vacancies were filled several weeks ago.

But if any of you could put in a word for me I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, I was...I was a bit on edge just now, but if I were a mason I'd sit at the back and not get in anyone's way.

you're rather a smart young lad aren't you. We could do with somebody like you to feed the pantomime horse

Listen ... before he started fixing, he used to get through four Jehovah's witnesses a day. And he used to eat all of them, except the pamphlets.

I mean, look at this place! I'm at my wits end. Revolutionary leaflets everywhere. One of these days I'll revolutionary leaflets him.

Those spotty continental boys will soon have to look out for Mrs Britain...and talking of windmills, these girls aren't afraid to tilt at the permissive society.

The one I was really after was Arthur Hotchkiss's "Devonshire Country Churches." :tsk:

I say! Look at that lovely bookshop just across the road there, they've got a much better selection than we've got, probably at ridiculously low prices ... just across the road there. :unsure: Good morning.

Well, that's all very well, sir, but this is an off-licence. :hi:

Yes, we received a note from the Council saying that if we ceased to believe in this building it would fall down. :blink:

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I wonder where that fish has gone! You did love it so! You looked after it like a son!

Tell you what though, for free, terriers make lovely fish. I mean I could do that for you straight away. Legs off, fins on, stick a little pipe through the back of its neck so it can breathe, bit of gold paint, make good.

Whew, bet that's a job and a half ma'am. :notworthy:

I'm afraid not. I'm afraid all the vacancies were filled several weeks ago.

But if any of you could put in a word for me I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, I was...I was a bit on edge just now, but if I were a mason I'd sit at the back and not get in anyone's way.

you're rather a smart young lad aren't you. We could do with somebody like you to feed the pantomime horse

Listen ... before he started fixing, he used to get through four Jehovah's witnesses a day. And he used to eat all of them, except the pamphlets.

I mean, look at this place! I'm at my wits end. Revolutionary leaflets everywhere. One of these days I'll revolutionary leaflets him.

Those spotty continental boys will soon have to look out for Mrs Britain...and talking of windmills, these girls aren't afraid to tilt at the permissive society.

The one I was really after was Arthur Hotchkiss's "Devonshire Country Churches." :tsk:

I say! Look at that lovely bookshop just across the road there, they've got a much better selection than we've got, probably at ridiculously low prices ... just across the road there. :unsure: Good morning.

Well, that's all very well, sir, but this is an off-licence. :hi:

Yes, we received a note from the Council saying that if we ceased to believe in this building it would fall down. :blink:

Er, I won't wait. I'll phone. :outtahere:
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I wonder where that fish has gone! You did love it so! You looked after it like a son!

Tell you what though, for free, terriers make lovely fish. I mean I could do that for you straight away. Legs off, fins on, stick a little pipe through the back of its neck so it can breathe, bit of gold paint, make good.

Whew, bet that's a job and a half ma'am. :notworthy:

I'm afraid not. I'm afraid all the vacancies were filled several weeks ago.

But if any of you could put in a word for me I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, I was...I was a bit on edge just now, but if I were a mason I'd sit at the back and not get in anyone's way.

you're rather a smart young lad aren't you. We could do with somebody like you to feed the pantomime horse

Listen ... before he started fixing, he used to get through four Jehovah's witnesses a day. And he used to eat all of them, except the pamphlets.

I mean, look at this place! I'm at my wits end. Revolutionary leaflets everywhere. One of these days I'll revolutionary leaflets him.

Those spotty continental boys will soon have to look out for Mrs Britain...and talking of windmills, these girls aren't afraid to tilt at the permissive society.

The one I was really after was Arthur Hotchkiss's "Devonshire Country Churches." :tsk:

I say! Look at that lovely bookshop just across the road there, they've got a much better selection than we've got, probably at ridiculously low prices ... just across the road there. :unsure: Good morning.

Well, that's all very well, sir, but this is an off-licence. :hi:

Yes, we received a note from the Council saying that if we ceased to believe in this building it would fall down. :blink:

Er, I won't wait. I'll phone. :outtahere:

Welcome to the 'Phone-In'. Today we have on our panel our resident Psychiatrist, a Psychiatrist who isn't resident but is staying with the other one because he can't bear to go home and a Psychiatrist who has lived with the first one but who when the second one arrived felt alienated and since has undergone a total personality change.
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I wonder where that fish has gone! You did love it so! You looked after it like a son!

Tell you what though, for free, terriers make lovely fish. I mean I could do that for you straight away. Legs off, fins on, stick a little pipe through the back of its neck so it can breathe, bit of gold paint, make good.

Whew, bet that's a job and a half ma'am. :notworthy:

I'm afraid not. I'm afraid all the vacancies were filled several weeks ago.

But if any of you could put in a word for me I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, I was...I was a bit on edge just now, but if I were a mason I'd sit at the back and not get in anyone's way.

you're rather a smart young lad aren't you. We could do with somebody like you to feed the pantomime horse

Listen ... before he started fixing, he used to get through four Jehovah's witnesses a day. And he used to eat all of them, except the pamphlets.

I mean, look at this place! I'm at my wits end. Revolutionary leaflets everywhere. One of these days I'll revolutionary leaflets him.

Those spotty continental boys will soon have to look out for Mrs Britain...and talking of windmills, these girls aren't afraid to tilt at the permissive society.

The one I was really after was Arthur Hotchkiss's "Devonshire Country Churches." :tsk:

I say! Look at that lovely bookshop just across the road there, they've got a much better selection than we've got, probably at ridiculously low prices ... just across the road there. :unsure: Good morning.

Well, that's all very well, sir, but this is an off-licence. :hi:

Yes, we received a note from the Council saying that if we ceased to believe in this building it would fall down. :blink:

Er, I won't wait. I'll phone. :outtahere:

Welcome to the 'Phone-In'. Today we have on our panel our resident Psychiatrist, a Psychiatrist who isn't resident but is staying with the other one because he can't bear to go home and a Psychiatrist who has lived with the first one but who when the second one arrived felt alienated and since has undergone a total personality change.

I'm terribly sorry, sir. We have a lot of problems here with bogus psychiatrists. One of the risks in psychiatry I'm afraid.

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I wonder where that fish has gone! You did love it so! You looked after it like a son!

Tell you what though, for free, terriers make lovely fish. I mean I could do that for you straight away. Legs off, fins on, stick a little pipe through the back of its neck so it can breathe, bit of gold paint, make good.

Whew, bet that's a job and a half ma'am. :notworthy:

I'm afraid not. I'm afraid all the vacancies were filled several weeks ago.

But if any of you could put in a word for me I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, I was...I was a bit on edge just now, but if I were a mason I'd sit at the back and not get in anyone's way.

you're rather a smart young lad aren't you. We could do with somebody like you to feed the pantomime horse

Listen ... before he started fixing, he used to get through four Jehovah's witnesses a day. And he used to eat all of them, except the pamphlets.

I mean, look at this place! I'm at my wits end. Revolutionary leaflets everywhere. One of these days I'll revolutionary leaflets him.

Those spotty continental boys will soon have to look out for Mrs Britain...and talking of windmills, these girls aren't afraid to tilt at the permissive society.

The one I was really after was Arthur Hotchkiss's "Devonshire Country Churches." :tsk:

I say! Look at that lovely bookshop just across the road there, they've got a much better selection than we've got, probably at ridiculously low prices ... just across the road there. :unsure: Good morning.

Well, that's all very well, sir, but this is an off-licence. :hi:

Yes, we received a note from the Council saying that if we ceased to believe in this building it would fall down. :blink:

Er, I won't wait. I'll phone. :outtahere:

Welcome to the 'Phone-In'. Today we have on our panel our resident Psychiatrist, a Psychiatrist who isn't resident but is staying with the other one because he can't bear to go home and a Psychiatrist who has lived with the first one but who when the second one arrived felt alienated and since has undergone a total personality change.

I'm terribly sorry, sir. We have a lot of problems here with bogus psychiatrists. One of the risks in psychiatry I'm afraid.

Well I can't come in and say 'Psychiatrist Larch' or 'Dr Larch who is a psychiatrist'. Oh, anyway look, it's written on the door.
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I wonder where that fish has gone! You did love it so! You looked after it like a son!

Tell you what though, for free, terriers make lovely fish. I mean I could do that for you straight away. Legs off, fins on, stick a little pipe through the back of its neck so it can breathe, bit of gold paint, make good.

Whew, bet that's a job and a half ma'am. :notworthy:

I'm afraid not. I'm afraid all the vacancies were filled several weeks ago.

But if any of you could put in a word for me I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, I was...I was a bit on edge just now, but if I were a mason I'd sit at the back and not get in anyone's way.

you're rather a smart young lad aren't you. We could do with somebody like you to feed the pantomime horse

Listen ... before he started fixing, he used to get through four Jehovah's witnesses a day. And he used to eat all of them, except the pamphlets.

I mean, look at this place! I'm at my wits end. Revolutionary leaflets everywhere. One of these days I'll revolutionary leaflets him.

Those spotty continental boys will soon have to look out for Mrs Britain...and talking of windmills, these girls aren't afraid to tilt at the permissive society.

The one I was really after was Arthur Hotchkiss's "Devonshire Country Churches." :tsk:

I say! Look at that lovely bookshop just across the road there, they've got a much better selection than we've got, probably at ridiculously low prices ... just across the road there. :unsure: Good morning.

Well, that's all very well, sir, but this is an off-licence. :hi:

Yes, we received a note from the Council saying that if we ceased to believe in this building it would fall down. :blink:

Er, I won't wait. I'll phone. :outtahere:

Welcome to the 'Phone-In'. Today we have on our panel our resident Psychiatrist, a Psychiatrist who isn't resident but is staying with the other one because he can't bear to go home and a Psychiatrist who has lived with the first one but who when the second one arrived felt alienated and since has undergone a total personality change.

I'm terribly sorry, sir. We have a lot of problems here with bogus psychiatrists. One of the risks in psychiatry I'm afraid.

Well I can't come in and say 'Psychiatrist Larch' or 'Dr Larch who is a psychiatrist'. Oh, anyway look, it's written on the door.

Mr Larch, you heard the case for the prosecution. Is there anything you wish to say before I pass sentence?

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I wonder where that fish has gone! You did love it so! You looked after it like a son!

Tell you what though, for free, terriers make lovely fish. I mean I could do that for you straight away. Legs off, fins on, stick a little pipe through the back of its neck so it can breathe, bit of gold paint, make good.

Whew, bet that's a job and a half ma'am. :notworthy:

I'm afraid not. I'm afraid all the vacancies were filled several weeks ago.

But if any of you could put in a word for me I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, I was...I was a bit on edge just now, but if I were a mason I'd sit at the back and not get in anyone's way.

you're rather a smart young lad aren't you. We could do with somebody like you to feed the pantomime horse

Listen ... before he started fixing, he used to get through four Jehovah's witnesses a day. And he used to eat all of them, except the pamphlets.

I mean, look at this place! I'm at my wits end. Revolutionary leaflets everywhere. One of these days I'll revolutionary leaflets him.

Those spotty continental boys will soon have to look out for Mrs Britain...and talking of windmills, these girls aren't afraid to tilt at the permissive society.

The one I was really after was Arthur Hotchkiss's "Devonshire Country Churches." :tsk:

I say! Look at that lovely bookshop just across the road there, they've got a much better selection than we've got, probably at ridiculously low prices ... just across the road there. :unsure: Good morning.

Well, that's all very well, sir, but this is an off-licence. :hi:

Yes, we received a note from the Council saying that if we ceased to believe in this building it would fall down. :blink:

Er, I won't wait. I'll phone. :outtahere:

Welcome to the 'Phone-In'. Today we have on our panel our resident Psychiatrist, a Psychiatrist who isn't resident but is staying with the other one because he can't bear to go home and a Psychiatrist who has lived with the first one but who when the second one arrived felt alienated and since has undergone a total personality change.

I'm terribly sorry, sir. We have a lot of problems here with bogus psychiatrists. One of the risks in psychiatry I'm afraid.

Well I can't come in and say 'Psychiatrist Larch' or 'Dr Larch who is a psychiatrist'. Oh, anyway look, it's written on the door.

Mr Larch, you heard the case for the prosecution. Is there anything you wish to say before I pass sentence?

All right then, what about 8a Woodford Square? :blush:
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I wonder where that fish has gone! You did love it so! You looked after it like a son!

Tell you what though, for free, terriers make lovely fish. I mean I could do that for you straight away. Legs off, fins on, stick a little pipe through the back of its neck so it can breathe, bit of gold paint, make good.

Whew, bet that's a job and a half ma'am. :notworthy:

I'm afraid not. I'm afraid all the vacancies were filled several weeks ago.

But if any of you could put in a word for me I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, I was...I was a bit on edge just now, but if I were a mason I'd sit at the back and not get in anyone's way.

you're rather a smart young lad aren't you. We could do with somebody like you to feed the pantomime horse

Listen ... before he started fixing, he used to get through four Jehovah's witnesses a day. And he used to eat all of them, except the pamphlets.

I mean, look at this place! I'm at my wits end. Revolutionary leaflets everywhere. One of these days I'll revolutionary leaflets him.

Those spotty continental boys will soon have to look out for Mrs Britain...and talking of windmills, these girls aren't afraid to tilt at the permissive society.

The one I was really after was Arthur Hotchkiss's "Devonshire Country Churches." :tsk:

I say! Look at that lovely bookshop just across the road there, they've got a much better selection than we've got, probably at ridiculously low prices ... just across the road there. :unsure: Good morning.

Well, that's all very well, sir, but this is an off-licence. :hi:

Yes, we received a note from the Council saying that if we ceased to believe in this building it would fall down. :blink:

Er, I won't wait. I'll phone. :outtahere:

Welcome to the 'Phone-In'. Today we have on our panel our resident Psychiatrist, a Psychiatrist who isn't resident but is staying with the other one because he can't bear to go home and a Psychiatrist who has lived with the first one but who when the second one arrived felt alienated and since has undergone a total personality change.

I'm terribly sorry, sir. We have a lot of problems here with bogus psychiatrists. One of the risks in psychiatry I'm afraid.

Well I can't come in and say 'Psychiatrist Larch' or 'Dr Larch who is a psychiatrist'. Oh, anyway look, it's written on the door.

Mr Larch, you heard the case for the prosecution. Is there anything you wish to say before I pass sentence?

All right then, what about 8a Woodford Square? :blush:

Marching up and down the square not good enough for you, eh? :poke:

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I wonder where that fish has gone! You did love it so! You looked after it like a son!

Tell you what though, for free, terriers make lovely fish. I mean I could do that for you straight away. Legs off, fins on, stick a little pipe through the back of its neck so it can breathe, bit of gold paint, make good.

Whew, bet that's a job and a half ma'am. :notworthy:

I'm afraid not. I'm afraid all the vacancies were filled several weeks ago.

But if any of you could put in a word for me I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, I was...I was a bit on edge just now, but if I were a mason I'd sit at the back and not get in anyone's way.

you're rather a smart young lad aren't you. We could do with somebody like you to feed the pantomime horse

Listen ... before he started fixing, he used to get through four Jehovah's witnesses a day. And he used to eat all of them, except the pamphlets.

I mean, look at this place! I'm at my wits end. Revolutionary leaflets everywhere. One of these days I'll revolutionary leaflets him.

Those spotty continental boys will soon have to look out for Mrs Britain...and talking of windmills, these girls aren't afraid to tilt at the permissive society.

The one I was really after was Arthur Hotchkiss's "Devonshire Country Churches." :tsk:

I say! Look at that lovely bookshop just across the road there, they've got a much better selection than we've got, probably at ridiculously low prices ... just across the road there. :unsure: Good morning.

Well, that's all very well, sir, but this is an off-licence. :hi:

Yes, we received a note from the Council saying that if we ceased to believe in this building it would fall down. :blink:

Er, I won't wait. I'll phone. :outtahere:

Welcome to the 'Phone-In'. Today we have on our panel our resident Psychiatrist, a Psychiatrist who isn't resident but is staying with the other one because he can't bear to go home and a Psychiatrist who has lived with the first one but who when the second one arrived felt alienated and since has undergone a total personality change.

I'm terribly sorry, sir. We have a lot of problems here with bogus psychiatrists. One of the risks in psychiatry I'm afraid.

Well I can't come in and say 'Psychiatrist Larch' or 'Dr Larch who is a psychiatrist'. Oh, anyway look, it's written on the door.

Mr Larch, you heard the case for the prosecution. Is there anything you wish to say before I pass sentence?

All right then, what about 8a Woodford Square? :blush:

Marching up and down the square not good enough for you, eh? :poke:

My legs are grey. My ears are gnarled. My eyes are old and bent. :codger:
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My legs are grey. My ears are gnarled. My eyes are old and bent. :codger:

Ooh. Proper little mummy's boy, aren't we? Well, I'll tell you something, my fine friend, if you fracture a tibia here you keep quiet about it! Look at him! He's broken both his arms and he don't go shouting about it, do he? No! 'Cos he's a man. :tsk:

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My legs are grey. My ears are gnarled. My eyes are old and bent. :codger:

Ooh. Proper little mummy's boy, aren't we? Well, I'll tell you something, my fine friend, if you fracture a tibia here you keep quiet about it! Look at him! He's broken both his arms and he don't go shouting about it, do he? No! 'Cos he's a man. :tsk:

:no: From now on I want you all to call me Loretta!
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My legs are grey. My ears are gnarled. My eyes are old and bent. :codger:

Ooh. Proper little mummy's boy, aren't we? Well, I'll tell you something, my fine friend, if you fracture a tibia here you keep quiet about it! Look at him! He's broken both his arms and he don't go shouting about it, do he? No! 'Cos he's a man. :tsk:

:no: From now on I want you all to call me Loretta!

What a beautiful name. What a beautiful, beautiful name
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My legs are grey. My ears are gnarled. My eyes are old and bent. :codger:

Ooh. Proper little mummy's boy, aren't we? Well, I'll tell you something, my fine friend, if you fracture a tibia here you keep quiet about it! Look at him! He's broken both his arms and he don't go shouting about it, do he? No! 'Cos he's a man. :tsk:

:no: From now on I want you all to call me Loretta!

What a beautiful name. What a beautiful, beautiful name

Nigel Incubator-Jones. :wub:
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My legs are grey. My ears are gnarled. My eyes are old and bent. :codger:

Ooh. Proper little mummy's boy, aren't we? Well, I'll tell you something, my fine friend, if you fracture a tibia here you keep quiet about it! Look at him! He's broken both his arms and he don't go shouting about it, do he? No! 'Cos he's a man. :tsk:

:no: From now on I want you all to call me Loretta!

What a beautiful name. What a beautiful, beautiful name

Nigel Incubator-Jones. :wub:

Well look, I'll phone the bishop and see if we can get the Abbey... :)

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My legs are grey. My ears are gnarled. My eyes are old and bent. :codger:

Ooh. Proper little mummy's boy, aren't we? Well, I'll tell you something, my fine friend, if you fracture a tibia here you keep quiet about it! Look at him! He's broken both his arms and he don't go shouting about it, do he? No! 'Cos he's a man. :tsk:

:no: From now on I want you all to call me Loretta!

What a beautiful name. What a beautiful, beautiful name

Nigel Incubator-Jones. :wub:

Well look, I'll phone the bishop and see if we can get the Abbey... :)

Heavens, it's my lucky day, isn't it. All right, but you'll have to wait until I've married these two, sir.
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