byron
RIP
Last night I went to the Oxford Ditch Laying up supper at the Shillingford Bridge Hotel. The raffle prizes were many and varied but the only thing that took my eye was an Ipod Docking Station.
Brayman's ticket was drawn before mine. With evil in his eye and a smirk on his face he shambled up to the table and out of the huge selection he took the unit, clutched it gleefully to his chest and with a sidelong look of triumph at me he very slowly made his way back to his table.
There was plenty of other stuff he could have chosen. There was a plastic photo frame in which he could have put a photo of me. There was a box of Lavender smellies which he desperately needed. A cuddly toy or two which he could use to attract children but no, he deliberately and with malice aforethought took the Ipod unit.
He saw me weeping inconsolably and took pleasure in my grief. I have been awake all night and my pillows are soaking wet.
Brayman's ticket was drawn before mine. With evil in his eye and a smirk on his face he shambled up to the table and out of the huge selection he took the unit, clutched it gleefully to his chest and with a sidelong look of triumph at me he very slowly made his way back to his table.
There was plenty of other stuff he could have chosen. There was a plastic photo frame in which he could have put a photo of me. There was a box of Lavender smellies which he desperately needed. A cuddly toy or two which he could use to attract children but no, he deliberately and with malice aforethought took the Ipod unit.
He saw me weeping inconsolably and took pleasure in my grief. I have been awake all night and my pillows are soaking wet.
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