I'm working class
An orange at christmas and a pair of clogs at easter.
Long days and short years.
I'm working class
An orange at christmas and a pair of clogs at easter.
Long days and short years.
My Mum was 17 when I was born, Dad (18) was dead 2 weeks prior.. motorbike accident.
Lived with adopted parents in Canberra till I was 16 then got the fuck out and moved to Brisbane.
Used to know a bloke who played darts with Fred West at his local pub in Gloucs. Said he seemed OK, but a bit scungy.
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