A tale told to me last week

‘I was down The Ship Inn the other week and this lass walked in like no other lass I’ve ever seen before for more like a cat was she with a head of brindle fur lightly touching her tracky top.

‘But being a simple bloke who loves tv, pub grub and a nice cup of tea all I could do was sit, mouth agape, staring hard. At last I fell to drinking my beer but one pint later, looking around, I perceived she’d disappeared!’


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