Christmas magic in Brownhills!

It’s worth pointing out that whilst our Scrooge-like civic masters in the Grey Lubyanka were handing round the upturned, moth-eaten and brylcream scented flat cap of Anthony Harris, all the time protesting that they couldn’t afford a Christmas tree or much in the way of festive cheer, over in the Tiny Tim Cratchett people’s republic…

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