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Wednesday, 06 January 2010

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Johnny Essex

That's just what I was going to add as a comment, and I see Halfie beat me to it! Well, it was his documerntary after all.
** Happy New Year **

Andrew Denny

Well, my mother said that one thing I inherited from her father was his tendency to laugh at his own jokes, and I confess I did that on this occasion too.

That reminds me - I remember my grandfather, mortally ill with lung cancer when I was just ten, telling me jokes and then rocking with a laughter that then turned into a gurgle followed by a hacking cough, and clutching his chest but trying not to grimace.  I guess it taught me that I had to choose between joking or smoking.  

Presumably vintage engines allow you to do both!

Halfie

I love your post title!

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