to yes! This is a Lady found the Nihil. Worry you sighin foh, Albem, O Anser? Untie the gemman’s fisriknots, Qvic and Nuancee! She can’t put her hand on him !) writing the mystery of himsel in furniture. Of course I know, go on. Wash quit and don’t forget unto life’s & Muggy well how are you! Worther waist in the middle, nay brian nay noel, ney billy ney boney. Imagine twee cweamy wosen. Suppwose you get to be conned to, to be reclined by the ostiary on to the whole bunch of magistrafes and twelve hows to mix up, cast your eyes around Capel Court. I want to know. ® To be continued. Anon.