Asselby’s Christmas tree is up, and houses are draped in lights. I didn’t want to miss out on all the festive fun, but nor did I want decorations - or any goodwill - in my lovely home. So where the tree ought to be, in the corner of the room, I’ve installed another unsightly fire-hazard instead: a pile of oily rags.
Licenced today: the road to Wetwang...
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