Tag: wee
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129: GRAVEYARD WEE
Lizzie and I are wading through the long grass of Bunton Church’s graveyard, accompanied by our dog Cedric*. For some reason, Lizzie’s let the hellhound off the lead… and he’s running about hither and thither over the graves, like a ginger, malevolent version of Greyfriars Bobby. ‘Don’t let him wee on the graves!’ I squawk…