Friday, November 26, 2010

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Raph, with a smile, picks up a yellowing scrap of newspaper from the mantelpiece over the roaring fire this morning, and says "This come out of your office, Dad?"

Of course I've never seen the thing before.  I ask everyone there who had seen it and who had put it there... no one had.

It's dated Sunday, 20th of October 1968.  No comment.  Enjoy.

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