Sitting here on a Bank Holiday Monday evening listening to England playing the Windies.
Much as I love the prose of Aggers and the other TMS chaps I am cursing the fact that the gert big tree in our front garden means we can't get Sky.
Much as I love the prose of Aggers and the other TMS chaps I am cursing the fact that the gert big tree in our front garden means we can't get Sky.
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