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Tuesday, December 26, 2017

On the feast of Stephen

Icy and chilly here on St Stephen's Day, so I went gath'ring winter fuel from the woodshed...


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"Good King Winklehof looked out, on his feets uneven!"

"No,no, Wenceslas is King!"

"Wenceslas is king? Winklehof must be dead."

"Take off your hat. I didn't even know he was sick."

More remnants of a wasted childhood....

Posted by: Rmj | Dec 27, 2017 3:54:36 PM


Posted by: NTodd Pritsky | Dec 27, 2017 7:26:57 PM

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