![]() ![]() "My dear, I'm far too tired to be in a rage with anybody. Don't get drunk and wake me up, will you?" "I must draw a picture of Adam fascinating a rabbit," and then, "Imogen, you're not going?" "Poor Adam, I never thought of him as Dublin, of course it's perfect." "Well, then, if you promise you won't hate me"-and he smoothed out the piece of paper. "Imogen, tell him you won't be in a rage with him." "No, I can't, look it's all scrumbled up." This always happened when Basil played paper games. ![]() If you would like to use material from the book (other than for review purposes), prior written permission must be obtained by contacting the publisher at Thank you for your support of the author's rights.Ī YARN OF THE GOOD OLD DAYS OF BROAD TROUSERS AND HIGH NECKED JUMPERS INTRODUCTIONĭo you know, I don't think I can read mine. Copyright Act of 1976, the scanning, uploading, and electronic sharing of any part of this book without the permission of the publisher constitute unlawful piracy and theft of the author's intellectual property. ![]()
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