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The End.
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Me and fluff after. Not a scratch on her.
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It's never a good night out without fluff having a fight. This is her battering three of the brides maids that she just didn't like, something about them looking at her funny.
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it was at this point of the night when we started the 'who's got the longest underarm hair' competion. Jason won by a hairs breth at 3'2"
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my new shoe again. these people also fancied me.
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Old folks coats. Nearther smelt of wee.
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We ate out tea right next to this bit of floor. Proper marble it was, not lino.
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I sat here.
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for mains we ate this. it was one between three.
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what a lovely colour.
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Contry to what we all thought, it was the lady in white, on the left of the shot, that was armed and worked for MI5 while the chap in black was a statue.
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Poor people. having to put up with all this.
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This was us just before we went into the palace. We stole the buggy from an old lady with some small yappy dogs.
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My new shoe again.
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Mrs F is examing the bill for the pint of stout that she has just purchased.
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Hangy thing.
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all these people fancyed me. some more than others.
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Little monkeys (that were roaming around the place) pulled my shirt tight from behind just as this photograph was taken .
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Fluff stood by these pilers to make herself look taller. She 7'2".
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For starters we ate this. One each.
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someone had one of those paranoid cameras and insisted on taking our photograph.
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Jason and I made sure that WE cought any flowers that were thrown ...
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I took photographs of myself in the loo.
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Fluff drunk 17 bottles of white ligherning then started to be silly.
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What fools we were.
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On Friday Fluff (wife number one), Jason, Amy (Jasons wife number?) and myself all went to a friends wedding at Blenheim Palace.
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if you ever invite this man out for dinner he will start reading poems at about ten