BlazesBoylan
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Though she's a factory lass and wears no fancy clothes baraabum yet I've a sort of a Yorkshire relish for my little Yorkshire rose baraabum.
8:04 AM Jun 16th, 2010
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My hands in my jacket pockets forget to salute but I offer to the ladies the bold admiration of my eyes and the red flower between my lips.
8:02 AM Jun 16th, 2010
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I present to the leaders' skyblue frontlets and high action a skyblue tie, widebrimmed straw hat at a rakish angle and suit of indigo serge.
8:02 AM Jun 16th, 2010
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By the provost's wall I come jauntily, stepping in tan shoes and socks with skyblue clocks to the refrain of My girl's a Yorkshire girl.
8:02 AM Jun 16th, 2010
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Outside la Maison Claire I waylay Jack Mooney's brother-in-law, humpy, tight, making for the liberties.
7:57 AM Jun 16th, 2010
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@ -- May I say a word to your telephone, missy? I ask roguishly.
7:21 AM Jun 16th, 2010
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I look in her blouse with more favour, the stalk of the red flower between my smiling teeth.
7:21 AM Jun 16th, 2010
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@ -- This for me? I ask gallantly.
7:20 AM Jun 16th, 2010
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Her slim fingers reckon the fruits. I look into the cut of her blouse. A young pullet. I take a red carnation from the tall stemglass.
7:20 AM Jun 16th, 2010
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I rattle merry money in my trousers' pocket. @ BLONDEINTHRNTNS -- What's the damage?
7:20 AM Jun 16th, 2010
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At the counter I write and push the docket to her. @ BLONDEINTHRNTNS -- Send it at once, will you? It's for an invalid.
7:20 AM Jun 16th, 2010
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@ -- O, yes, Blazes Boylan said. Ten minutes.
7:20 AM Jun 16th, 2010
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I turn suddenly from a chip of strawberries, draw a gold watch from my fob and hold it at its chain's length.
7:20 AM Jun 16th, 2010
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I walk here and there in new tan shoes about the fruitsmelling shop, lifting fruits, young juicy plump red tomatoes, sniffing smells.
7:20 AM Jun 16th, 2010
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@ -- That'll do, game ball.
7:20 AM Jun 16th, 2010
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I hand her the bottle swathed in pink tissue paper and a small jar. @ -- Put these in first, will you?
7:20 AM Jun 16th, 2010
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Though she's a factory lass and wears no fancy clothes baraabum yet I've a sort of a Yorkshire relish for my little Yorkshire rose baraabum.
8:04 AM Jun 16th, 2009
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My hands in my jacket pockets forget to salute but I offer to the ladies the bold admiration of my eyes and the red flower between my lips.
8:02 AM Jun 16th, 2009
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I present to the leaders' skyblue frontlets and high action a skyblue tie, widebrimmed straw hat at a rakish angle and suit of indigo serge.
8:02 AM Jun 16th, 2009
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By the provost's wall I come jauntily, stepping in tan shoes and socks with skyblue clocks to the refrain of My girl's a Yorkshire girl.
8:02 AM Jun 16th, 2009
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