I lent a firm cushion to my uncle recently, for his bad back. He returned it to me during my visit the other day.
When it was time to leave his flat, I pushed it into my backpack and trotted out of the building.
The World Championship Snooker Finals start today.
They may have the most majestic but they won't have the only one cushion escape of the week.
1 comment:
Ohhhhhh.
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