All cosy in Hampshire

Hello, Bertie here again. We’re in Hampshire. Sometimes it’s sunny, sometimes it’s dark, and sometimes it rains. Mummy just put the light on and said “It’s nearly 5 o’clock! But I suppose it would be later in Hampshire.” This is very strange statement. Why would it be later in Hampshire? Roscoe told you it was …

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All By Myself… again

Way-aye, Roscoe here again. That Bertie told you the news last week: I'm all by myself again. To tell the truth, it's not bad. I can sit beside Neville's run, and chew on the bars a bit if I want a chat. Most times he comes over. Sometimes he doesn't. Sometimes he comes and sits …

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