Spent a most enjoyable weekend in the New Forest, staying in the pseudo-Scandinavian wooden splendour of Rose (West) Cottage. Hearty silvanian walks were followed by the quaffing of pints of excellent ales, which themselves formed the prelude to gourmet repasts and talk of zombies, native British reptiles and shibboleths (mine is the word "huge").
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sort those bloody sideburns out, they are massive! or is it a trick of the light?
No trick of the light sir, they are indeed becoming increasingly voluminous and unwieldly.
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