Cullingworth nestles in Yorkshire's wonderful South Pennines where I once was the local councillor. These are my views - on politics, food, beer and the stupidity of those who want to tell me what to think or do. And a little on mushrooms.
Saturday, 27 March 2010
The souls of dead civil servants....
There they are, dressed in their dapper pin stripes. Great flocks of them commuting every day from suburbs into the city. If you have ever wondered where the souls of dead civil servants go, look no further than the starling.
There they are, dressed in their dapper pin stripes. Great flocks of them commuting every day from suburbs into the city. If you have ever wondered where the souls of dead civil servants go, look no further than the starling.
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