I wish I could shrug off sexism.![]()
Ming and the children have crisps in their lunch boxes.
Their decision - my worry.
Ming's chopped down the green manure on the allotment. He'll dig it in after supper.
While he works, he sings an excruciating little ditty called - "We're going to Ma's on Mars'".
(Which is all fixed up for the end of June.)
(And I'm looking forward to it!)
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Worthing and Didcott will be spending the day riveting the noses of nuclear warheads to the long tube bits which contain the fuel.
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Ming's dusting them.
(The warheads - not Worthing and Didcott.)
(And he's not dusting the warheads they're working on now - but the ones they made earlier.)
(Otherwise, he'd get in the way!)
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There's one carrot; l![]()
ots of buttercups; no beetroot; and the pumpkin's got eaten.
* * * * *
Where's Marjorie?
That's what I want to know.
Ming and the children have crisps in their lunch boxes.
Their decision - my worry.
* * * * *
Ming's chopped down the green manure on the allotment. He'll dig it in after supper.
While he works, he sings an excruciating little ditty called - "We're going to Ma's on Mars'".
(Which is all fixed up for the end of June.)
(And I'm looking forward to it!)
* * * * *
Worthing and Didcott will be spending the day riveting the noses of nuclear warheads to the long tube bits which contain the fuel.
Ming's dusting them.
(The warheads - not Worthing and Didcott.)
(And he's not dusting the warheads they're working on now - but the ones they made earlier.)
(Otherwise, he'd get in the way!)
* * * * *
There's one carrot; l
ots of buttercups; no beetroot; and the pumpkin's got eaten. * * * * *
Where's Marjorie?
That's what I want to know.
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