Looking back…

“Yes…me….me and the wife….sixty years married……we been…that’s right….ain’t it love?”

“Yeah….yeah….young an’ all we were……in our early twenties…an’ we………”

“We….got married at a lovely old place….an old bandstand…….lovely old thing….all varnished wood…and a band played as we ‘ad our kiss….”

“It was the happiest day of my life!”

“So……..we….decided on our sixtieth….”

“Sixtieth anniversary”

“Yes…..we thought…we ‘ave to do something….SPECIAL…yer know?”

“Yeah…so we…er..”

“We….set about the cunt with petrol cans and torched it….good an’ proper……..”

“Razed the fuckin’ thing to the ground, didn’t we love?”

“Yeah….an’ there was a band playin’ at the time as well! Saw their faces light right up, eh Doris?”

“Yeah….fuckers one an’ all!”

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About neilstilwell

Abseiling into trouble, a sewer rat staring at the stars. Disgusting. You can assist my search for the one ring by buying a Kindle version of this diary from here. http://www.amazon.co.uk/frozen-fridge-Zoomeister-Diaries-ebook/dp/B00C426DD0/ref=sr_1_sc_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1366481719&sr=8-1-spell&keywords=a+frozen+turd+in+a+hot+frudge It has some other stuff in it, and a dreadful cover.
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